Flowers instead of gold
People love flowers. We’re in full “go to the garden centre and buy” season locally, with the weekend lawn farmers busy sowing and hoeing and doing all those busy as a bee things that follow the fallow of winter. I’m a minimalist, but at an earlier stage in my job history (when I was but a seedling) I was the industrious slave of a greenhouse operator in central Ontario. I loved the work. Even if I was too early in the season to actually see the blooms, I knew what awaited the buyers from having planted thousands of those informative plastic tags in the flats of plants. I was a walking horticultural encyclopedia.
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