Tell Me Why

When I was little, my mom would sometimes sing a song called "Tell Me Why". Some of you may be familiar with it---the first lines go, "Tell me why the stars do shine. Tell me why the ivy twines....." It's a lovely little song with a pretty score, and I've always wanted to figure out how to do a bit of needlework with the images in my mind that this song conjures up for me. Haven't gotten that far yet. In the meantime, though, I think about the three words "Tell me why". When kids are little, they ask that question often. I remember each of my kids following me around, asking "Why?" for what seemed like an endless amount of time, until finally I would reply "Because I said so," or something equally parental in nature. It was their way of finding out about how things work, and about how long they could test me, I suppose. It is also a good way of learning new things.
You may remember that a few days ago, when I posted that the flowers are in bloom, I mentioned the lupines looking so wonderful. Lupines are blooming everywhere. I also said that, despite our best efforts, we seemed to be the only ones in Cook County that couldn't grow lupines. Why couldn't we grow lupines? I never did figure it out. As it turns out, I had written too soon. A couple of days ago, I noticed that we finally had a lupine flower on the plant right next to our Heston's Lodge Country sign, at the top of our driveway. What a welcome sight, after all of these years. I even planned to take a picture of it, to post here, I just haven't gotten that far yet.
This afternoon, Greg was on his way up to the garage to do an errand. He noticed someone had stopped at the top of the hill, and he saw a woman bend over and cut our lupine flower! When she saw him, she jumped back into her Suburban, and the fellow with her took off down the road. Now I ask you, why would someone cut the one lone flower that I had there? With it right next to my sign, it obviously was on private property. Just a quarter mile back on the county road, there were several blossoms that were left untouched. I realize that she would have no way of knowing how long it had taken me to grow that flower, and how happy I was to see it there. I just don't understand. So unfortunately, I don't have a photo of my lupine success.