This weekend my friends and I decided to leave the
well-aged snow in our yards behind and go to the Boston Flower Show for an
injection of spring. The smell of fresh things blooming when we walked through
the doors was promising, but once we started down an aisle, the next thing we
knew, it was time to shop!
It was easy to lose sight of our mission.
We began to drift farther andfarther from the whole idea of
flowers.
It began to just get silly. I mean,
would you go to a flower show
with the thought,
"I'll just pick up a few steak knives."??The marketing people had really stretched
the connections between the event and
the items for sale.
Although we did our part. Several
bars of handmade soap and a few
scarves later, we were enthusiastically
buying in to the whole concept.
But wait - were we getting closer?
We had arrived!
This is a spirit lifter. You're right about the snow; it can be overlooked. Thanks for the great afternoon at the show.
ReplyDeleteAt this time of year, I can't get enough flowers, Joanne, either in real life, or just in photographs!
DeleteYou certainly captured the flower show - but what did you do to unwind and relax those aching body parts?
ReplyDeleteLIQP
I'll never tell, LIQP.
DeleteA beautiful breath of spring! I want that cat garden ornament!
ReplyDeleteMe too, but I used some self discipline.
DeleteThe flowers are beautiful and I'll bet welcomed but I laughed at the all the items for sale at a flower show!
ReplyDeleteIt was nuts. The sale aisles took up two thirds of the floor space, the flowers one third.
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