Tonight I spy only one solitary fat bud remaining to pop open on the hardy hibiscus. It looks lonely. Could I be experiencing countertransference with a hibiscus? Can you experience countertransference outside the boundaries of a therapeutic relationship ... with a flower?
Don't answer that question. Let's pretend I never asked.
What I really mean is that I have just loved racing outside every evening when I get home from work to see what is happening with my crazy beautiful hibiscus. Our time together for this year is coming to an end and I am going to miss it.
Luckily the petunia in the pot next to the hibiscus is covered with a fresh set of blooms to occupy my mind and see me through my time of inner turmoil.
Crikey, your hibiscus look so much better than mine, and they are living in So Cal with plenty of encouragement. What are you feeding that plant!
Posted by: Violet Cadburry | 07/25/2013 at 10:10 PM
What the heck is countertransference in a therapeutic relationship. Sounds like something from another galaxy! You baffled and befuddled me with that little exchange about the hibiscus.
Posted by: Joan Clarke | 07/25/2013 at 11:35 PM
Coo-er! I just looked up the term on Wiki.
A little bit of plant therapy never did any harm so I think your exchanges should go on right til the last bud fades.
Not everyone is as in touch with beauty as you, Carol. That's what you have to remind yourself.
Posted by: Chrissy | 07/26/2013 at 09:35 AM