On my way to deliver an early morning funeral before the shop opens and lo and behold what do I find on my front step as I am loading up to get to the wake on time with the flowers, BUT a large blue toilet! Plopped (no pun intended) right in front of my door where customers enter. I thought to myself hmmm... I wonder if someone was in a hurry and dropped it off to get flowers planted in it or something for the garden or a practical joke (perhaps a 50th birthday?) I had to just let it go and ponder on my way to the funeral because I didn't have time to research it. Hopefully anyone who might come to the shop while I'm gone is not offended. When I get back I see that there is a note scribbled on rolled up toilet paper. Almost afraid to unwrap it for fear of what is inside, seeing that the shape was somewhat suspicious, I carefully unfold the note which reads "Open Me, Read Me"... Oh, I get it, open the lid of the toilet seat, which on it are painted the words "Hola, Me llamo Senor Juan Caca" and eyes, nose and mustache. Now I'm really getting nervous, reminiscent of my child hood days in L.A. where anything could happen anywhere~I carefully open the lid to see a fresh white roll of toilet paper with more instructions written on it...... Well not being able to lift it off the front step without help, I must wait another hour when the first employee shows up to help me, in the meantime, must find something to cover up this toilet with. A lovely afghan from the basement serves this purpose, so that people feel welcome this morning to enter our lovely flower shop.
Just got done viewing an inspiring talk about business. What struck me the most was the fact that in order to get out of an economic slump is to do something crazy, like going down the street and passing out flowers. Sounds good to me and it puts a smile on people's faces.
We had such a great time creating floral arrangements to express books that we have read and loved. Each one was so unique and different. We try to re-create what the author has to say and how we might interpret what is in our heart and mind using the medium of flowers. Here are just a few examples from the following books: "Dr. Zhivago", "Thunderbolt Kid", "The Green Journey", "The Glass Castle" and "The History of Traverse Des Sioux". Can you guess which is which?
