It is the time of year when even the most jaded florist, the "I've been doing this for over 20 years type" comes alive.
When you are surrounded by flowers and berries in shades of reds and golds and purples and you have persimmons and lemons and artichokes for the picking, life is suddenly richer.
The skies are bluer, the wind is cooler, the customers are back in town and throwing parties.
It almost feels like an election year:-)
And if the guest of honor is a politician you don't see eye to eye with?
Kill him with kindness and ornamental cabbage.