Okay, this is freakishly peculiar and I almost didn’t bother writing about it, but you know… randomness is next to godliness so I figured why not.  Anyway, I’m thinking the disappearance of a tree is slightly abnormal.  I don’t know.

In a nutshell…

Two years ago, I took a looong pointed stare at my back yard as it screamed audibly from the distancing grasslands, virtually begging for some amount of flourishing nutriment.  It wasn’t terrible but you know, it wasn’t great.  It needed some help.  After several tedious weeks (and a lot of cussing), desisting any amount of reprieve, I’d managed to transform the vacant ambiance into something of the gardener’s glamorous. Quite the feat from its previous dullness. 

By default, I enjoy photography (I really do have a point… hold your horses) and while my camera sank into the wall charger, I grabbed my trusty cell phone, almost instinctively, for an opportunity to capture the beginnings of this year’s spring.

Now, a reminiscent four months later, an Aphrodite that’s similarly named for its unprecedented blooms and vivacious beauty… is inexplicably omitted from my garden. 

WTF?  Seriously, it appears never to have existed, because there’s no earthy evidence of where I’d initially planted it. None whatsoever. 

Have the ancient tree deities of Egypt stolen it as some sacrificial offering to Panehsy’s tomb?  How is this possible?  Trees don’t get up and walk away, right?  Shouldn’t I at least, since I took a picture in May, be able to see a hole?

Scandalous.   

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