Dear Editor:
I am not sure if this is a case for Sherlock Holmes or the RCMP, but our neighbour posted this sign at the beginning of the month, and I have lost sleep over this. . . . Is there a night time dirt-digging burglar, or a crazy Dutch person roaming the streets, looking for the valuable tulip bulbs? My head is whirling at the thought. Possibly tulipmania has started again.
Tulipmania was a period in the 17th century when prices for bulbs of the recently introduced tulip reached extraordinarily high levels and then suddenly collapsed. At the peak of tulipmania, in February 1637, some single tulip bulbs sold for more than 10 times the annual income of a skilled craftsman.
Or maybe a busy peanut-eating guy with a bushy tail is running around digging out the bulbs and transplanting them. Or possibly Jack Frost, that cold hearted chilly dude that will not allow tulips to be grown in wooden planters on the North Shore.
Anyways, I feel it is my community duty to make people aware of this unusual predicament that is haunting our streets. Also to make people pay close attention to their special bulbs.
Jane Harris, North Vancouver
