The Flower Inspector – My Sunday photo

In the marquee, long trestle tables set up, with flower filled jam jars, spaced at regular intervals. Moving quietly from one jam jar to another, was the flower inspector. Smartly dressed in black and white. Unnoticed by most. Not her usual venue, but she would do her best. Indeed, so dedicated and intent on her job, that she ignored me shadowing her along the tables, as I followed with my camera. She is a pro.

When finally the last flower was approved by the tiny worker, she flew out through the door. Back into the open air. The festivities could begin. The flowers had been checked.

Another venue received the buzz approval.

(Spent the weekend in the Lake District. My niece’s and new nephew-in-law’s wedding. Congratulations to them both.)

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    1. Thank you Anne. It was such a lovely day. My niece loves flowers, so only right that the flower inspector was in attendance.

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