Monday, June 05, 2023

not merely a reflection

Workshop on campus today... For whatever my usual BS reason(s), I got very little sleep last night. I was pretty groggy even after a strong black tea--just not enough caffeine, I guess. The adrenaline shot I got from thinking that there was a cop car behind me as I was merrily speeding along to work woke me up nicely though. Ha.

When I stopped by my office during a break, I realized it had hosted a small miracle, as my plants were mostly ok although they hadn't been watered since Friday, May 5th... before I left for the UK...  a whole month! My geraniums were even in bloom. They got a heartfelt thank you and a good soaking today.

Oh, I had to take a break in my office because I teared up a few times because of mentions of Scout, and I could feel a good cry coming. I'm glad people get it. Even the colleague who said "I don't mean to sound callous, but it is a dog" is trying, IMO.

Pic: Radiology Gardens with L last week. The orange shadows in the water are koi--not merely a reflection of the red maple in the back...

5 comments:

Sarah said...

"I don't mean to sound callous, but [VERY CALLOUS CALLOUSNESS]."

LOL

Nicole said...

OMG WHAT SARAH SAID
Maya, darling, I'm worried about you and your sleep!
Also, HOW are your plants still alive? It's a miracle!

maya said...

Thank you, Gillian.
Sarah and Nicole--I fear I didn't do a good job of explaining that comment... It wasn't them being flippant and I genuinely experienced it as them *trying* to understand. The way I wrote it doesn't convey all that though.

Nicole--same on the sleep... and the plants!

StephLove said...

I wonder if a cleaning person watered your plants in your absence.

maya said...

StephLove, that would be a terrific explanation... Although, I've been cleaning my office (and sometimes the department bay) myself. Also, because of budget cuts, there's no one around May onwards. It's a mystery/miracle!

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