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Monday, May 20, 2013

Two Types of People

Today was a typical spring day in Vermont. The day was spotted with rain showers and fluctuating temperatures. Leaves have budded and sprouted into nearly their summer sized form. Blossoms and spring flowers fill the air with a sweet fragrance that wafts everywhere.

Shawn and I were leaving an office building where we had just had a little lunch with a few friends, pizza and cake for EMS week. As we left the building we passed several large lilac bushes that were full to the brim with deep purple blooms that smelled better than any fragrance Yankee candle could hope to imitate. I stopped to pick a couple blossoms. It was a spur of the moment decision, to grab a couple beautiful blossoms and bring them home to fill my kitchen with their lovely scent. Moments after I picked them, as we neared out car in the parking lot, a skinny, tall man wearing glasses approached me.

"Miss! Oh, miss!" He yelled after me. I spun around to meet his beady gaze.

"How dare you pick our flowers? How dare you? Who does that? You can't pick our flowers".

I stood there stunned and reeling with a half dozen responses, none of which would have been tactful. It perplexed me how this man had taken so much effort to confront me. He stopped what he was doing, came outside, tracked me down in the parking lot, and scolded me. That takes a lot of effort and the fact that someone would do so amazed me.

I just chuckled, turned back around, and kept walking to my car. When I glanced back the beady looking man shook his head and walked back inside. "It didn't hurt the tree!" I said back, my only retort. If I had been on my game I would have walked right up to him and handed him the flowers while saying "here, you have them then" as he scolded me, but alas I wasn't that brazen.

Now the flowers are occupying a nice little vase in my kitchen. The story behind their procurement is also giving me a slight bit more enjoyment from them as well.


So, you just need to ask yourself on question....

Are you the type of person that picks flowers or the type of person that scolds those who do?


7 comments:

Solomon's Porch said...

Unfortunately, if someone came into my yard and picked my flowers...I would be a scolder.....

Anonymous said...

Your title is perfect! Several years ago I was having some friends over to my house and wanted flowers for my table. My younger sister said she would take care of it. Half an hour later, she came back with all kinds of roses. She had driven around town and picked them from other peoples yards. She was fine with it, but I was horrified! :) Jenn DeVille

HickChickBritt said...

Haha I got after a guy at my work for letting his son pick flowers from all of the houses along their walk through their neighborhood. My mom always told me not to pick other people's flowers, because if everyone did that person wouldn't have any flowers! It is tempting sometimes though!

Anonymous said...

I am afraid I am on the side of the dissenters, too.

Kim J said...

I think lilacs are different :-) They are my most favorite flower. If someone picked mine, I'd be sad because my lilac bushes are still small. But sometimes lilac bushes are huge with a million lilacs as you said those were and in that case, I think it's fine. And the fact that you picked some from an office park/public building makes it even more OK. Very different from picking them from someone's yard.

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