Flowers are beautiful, don’t get me wrong. I love them. But when someone gives you a bouquetan attractively arranged bunch of flowers of flowers, just a few days later they wiltbecome limp through heat, loss of water, or disease, brown, and droopbend or hang downwards limply. They look so miserableunhappy or uncomfortable, and then you have to throw them out. Sometimes they even start to smell bad. It makes me so sad.

“Then give a plant as a gift,” you say. But then you haven’t given me a gift; you’ve given me a job. I have to water it, find a good place to put it, and worry about it if I leave for a weekend… it’s a responsibility. Please don’t give me a plant.

I understand why kings had gardens because they were very expensive and were a lot of work. You’d have to be a monarcha sovereign head of state, especially a king, queen, or emperor. to keep up with those flowers. So maybe instead of flowers, give me plane tickets. Nothing says “I care about you” more than plane tickets.

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Written by Pamela