Franklin Cafe

  • Today: Flower power.

    Or, Today: Devoid of creativity. Last night Nick and I swung by the Boston Flower and Garden Show.  I wasn’t sure what to expect, but given that I spent Tuesday night crying like a (crying) baby while watching “The Blind Side,”* I was hoping it would be an uplifting experience.  I analyzed the risk, and assessed the depressing factor of a flower show to be quite low.  I assessed the…

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