Yesterday was a L.A. Flower Mart morning. There was no agenda, no project to shop for, no rush to find anything in particular. I arrived late, by flower mart standards. 10am. A lot of stalls were closing up shop and some of those that were still operating, looked a bit "picked over."
No worries. I was agenda free. For the first time in a long time, I was content to stroll through the aisles and see what other people were buying. There must have been a crazy look/smile on my face as I strolled, because people that caught my gaze, quickly looked away.
This did not deter me from continuing my walkabout of contentment through The Mart.
I was pretty sure I was going home empty handed, and then, I came upon bunches of hydrangeas. Big bunches. There was no shortage of hydrangeas throughout The Mart. I just thought they were expensive, starting at $7 for a single stem. Seriously?! They grow like weeds, people. The ones that caught my eye were in bunches of at least 5 stems, bound together for $5 a bunch! The sign was large and the woman who was operating the stall said (in a very thick accent). "Best deal here!" All of a sudden I turned on the 80's Valley Speak, "Totally!" I blurted.
I bought $20 worth.
Most wound up in a very large clay pot on the dining table, that I bought a couple of weekend ago at the Ventura Flea Market for $5. The remainder are on the living room mantle. Good times, dude.
Happy Weekend, Kids.