A couple of weeks ago I committed to do the flowers for the Primary Sacrament meeting program. I ran it over in my head... "the Primary colours are one, two, three... red, yellow and blue". Perfect - I'd use that colour scheme. A lowrider for under the pulpit and two larger arrangements for elsewhere on the stand.
Friday night I set my alarm for 4:30am so I could visit the flower markets and get the goods.
Saturday morning rolls around. The alarm is sounding.. I went to bed way too late... it feels like a dagger in my side. I turn it off and decide to retreat to the sofa for just an "extra 10 minutes" before heading out the door. What was once 4:30 is suddenly 7:45am. The flower market closes at 8. Need to implement a backup plan.
Not a problem, the local supermarket has a great range of kinda hideous flowers :)
I become engrossed in the election count on TV and before I know it the supermarket is closed.
Game over?
Not a chance, the chapel has flowers in the gardens! So I roll up early and look for flowers, and look and look.... we're coming into summer, and they're mostly dead. In addition a lady stopped her car on the street and accused me of flower stealing.
This was the shameful result (note: they are not yellow flowers, rather almost dead):
For added effect, they were squirming with insects and I saw at least 2 crawling across the pulpit as the children delivered their parts.
I was so embarassed, and had to wait until everyone was gone before I removed them from the building.
2 comments:
Wait, are those your original pictures? They're gorgeous.
Just tell them you didn't want flowers because they'd distract from the beautiful children.
Hmmm... not all my pictures 2 are, 2 arent. Can you guess?
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