It feels as though we're the ones facing mortality or being called to active duty or something--trying to take care of all contingencies, execute all critical documents, vote early, send tax returns, etc., etc., etc. It was not a spirit-lifter to return from errands to find that some blankety-blank idiot just couldn't resist taking a half-dozen Ice Follies. For some reason, I enjoy them more outdoors, seen from a window, more than indoors in a pot or vase. Flowers taken for enjoyment are better than those destroyed on the spot out of pure vandal instincts, I suppose. I'm glad that our great swathe of tulips is not out front; they would certainly be too great a temptation!