Mother’s Day, another trip down that dusty road of life.

Mother’s Day is all over, but the week before was an extremely busy time for the flower business. I helped my daughter and her husband with deliveries. Load after load delivered to super markets and garden centers. I was glad to see the week come to an end. The week ended with severe storms on the Saturday.
Of course, that is not the end of the season,just the beginning. I help just during the rush towards Mother’s Day. I prefer my comfort zone of retirement, doing what I want to do when, I want to do it.

It is amazing, the different attitudes that I come in contact with. Some people believe they walk on water, while others couldn’t be nicer and more helpful. I have come to believe it is the store managers that make the difference. One such store refused delivery on the Friday of two trucks that had traveled 2½ hours because they were concerned with the coming weather front. They couldn't phone and say hold the shipment; but they phoned the next day and wanted their shipments sent as soon as possible. There is a lot more to the flower business than just growing. There is the control that is required to avoid confrontation and the overwhelming desire to beat some dipstick manager with in a inch of his useless life.

There are a few more baskets to deliver.

Sample the baskets.

Timing is everything. You need color but not too much.
These turned out perfect, we had lots of favorable comments.

Time to load the truck and head out for another delivery.