After having the annual birthday lunch with my youngest brother and his wife, I meandered my way back toward home when I see this amazing blaze of color surrounding a building that I pass regularly without fanfare. Yet, today, there was all this color and I had to find out what it was that was producing this canvas. It was blocks on four sides of beautiful color. These yards and yards of flowers reminded me of a gladiola farm that my family would pass year after year as we visited relatives in another city.
With my car parked, I headed out on foot to explore this color fest. Almost instantly, I found people sitting their babies, kids and even older adults down in the middle of these beautiful flowers. Why some people think that they have the right to destroy a creation that had been made for the enjoyment of all by plopping their butts down in the middle and crushing the flowers, let along the path that they made getting there, is beyond me.
As I made my way around the first bunch of flower crushers toward the next patch, there were not any other people squashing flowers. Moving on to patch three, there appeared to be another bunch of people doing the same thing. Joy soon came over me as I observed people doing what the other batch of self-centered flower crushers should have been doing but didn't. That made this batch of flowers with tons of people taking pictures pristine, There was a pre-cut path made especially for people to walk toward the middle but not smash or crush flowers. My heart rejoiced that there are still those that respect public property but still reap the rewards as intended.
There was an Asian family of five that approached me and ask if I would take their picture, which I was more than glad to do as they respected the flowers so others could enjoy them too. Shortly after that, a Hispanic man walked up to me and ask if I would do the same for he and his family. "Gladly", I replied. They too, had respected the flowers and took pictures where they should be taken.
These images, that I took shows why one should never just plop down their butt in the middle of a bed of flowers--planted or wild-- just for the sake of a picture. There are many ways that one can achieve that same effect and even have the picture come out even better than destroying flowers for the enjoyment of everyone--not just those that happen to butt the ground first in their self centerediness.
