My sister texted me this afternoon and instructed me to go to the local cemetery at 3:30 and await further instructions. Whaaaat? Has she been reading too many Nancy Drew novels? But - Big Sis said go, so I went.
Well, maybe not so undercover, since I knew her, but she did step out holding these beautiful roses -- for me!
So why is the florist delivering my flowers in a cemetery? Because I live in the boonies. The florist is located in a town about 10 miles from my house and they don't normally make deliveries to rural addresses. But, she had promised a distant customer she would deliver a Valentine wreath to their loved-one's grave in the cemetery near my house, so she agreed to deliver my arrangement at the same time. Only in a small town!
Thank you, Sis, for setting up a little intrigue for your mystery-loving sister and cheering up my afternoon.