Having stored up some brownie points by offering you a virtual treat yesterday, I thought I might get away with tormenting some of you today.
I found this rose growing on the land surrounding an art park in Austin, Texas, with its leaves spray painted blue and red. I could imagine this as an alternative greeting card, but there’s something of plant cruelty about it, assuming you agree with my sweetheart that there is such a thing.
If the rose was wearing an expression, I imagine it would be like the one old Rusty had that made us laugh so helplessly when he came back from the dog groomer looking like the spaniel version of a Chinese crested dog, closely shorn in some places and fluffed up in others, crowned with a bow.
We don’t have poison ivy where I’m from, but I believe this is what it is. Growing while spray painted, not far from the rose bush, this plant is looking more likely to quickly outgrow its paint job. Is it OK to spray paint a plant that attacks us? Or more OK? Let me know what you think.