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February 11, 2010

Didn't you say $12?

I decided, when I moved into my office, that I'd always have fresh flowers on my desk.

There's a stand is right by where I work, which makes that resolution very easy.

Thursday afternoon, I stopped by to pick up a bouquet.

I poked around a few premade options, which were gorgeous, but they were more than I wanted to spend. The man pointed me to one for $10.

"It's pretty, but half of the flowers are wilting."

"How about I make something for you. How much do you want to spend?"

"$10, up to $12."

"How about some stock? Rununculas?"

"That's great, yes, really delicate. Perfect."

He picked up a few stems and got to work, added some flouncy leaves, wrapped a bright purple paper around it and pronounced my price.


"Didn't we say $12?"


The flowers were so pretty that I ended up going back down and picking up another bouquet, this time with lillies and tuberoses (one of my favorites because of the intoxicating smell), for a dinner Mr. A and I were headed to. At first I had been thinking to bring wine, but that disappears in an hour, while flowers last for days.

That time, we agreed on a price and he stuck to it.

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