I bought three sunflowers and decided I’d give them away to three strangers. Maybe brighten someone’s day.
Trouble is, as soon as I walked away balancing these gangly things, I suddenly felt very shy about approaching a complete stranger and handing them a flower.
Isn’t that a Hari Krishna thing to do? I thought to myself.
I strolled around the market half-looking at the corn and the berries, but what I was really on the lookout for were possible flower recipients. Someone sitting alone seemed like a good bet. And I saw quiet a few people on their own, probably on their lunch break like me, sitting reading a book.
The longer I walked, the more shy I felt until finally I gave my head a shake. Whoa, you’re giving someone a flower not a hand-grenade, I reminded myself.
That was it, I snapped out it and walked up to a lady alone on a bench eating a sandwich and reading a book. “Hello there,” I said, handing her the flower, probably a little too forcefully. “I’m giving these away. Have a nice day.”
“Oh, thanks,” she said, looking a little frightened of me.
For the next lady, also eating her lunch and reading a book, I tried not to thrust the sunflower at her like Katie Couric demanding answers from Sarah Palin. Instead, I approached her quietly. “Excuse me,” I said. “Here’s a flower for you. Have a good day.”
She thanked me a little more warmly … no deer-in-the-headlights look at all. Result!
So that left me with one last sunflower. I was walking past a row of bicycles locked into bike stands, so I placed the last flower gently into one of their carrier baskets.
Hopefully, they’re not allergic….
P.S. This was the group performing at the bandshell today. Jaffa Road. Really cool sound, enjoy!