We went to the daffodil show at the Missouri Botanical Garden yesterday. They hadn't finished judging when we were there, so best in show hadn't been chosen yet. I don't know how anyone would ever be able to choose. We overheard the judges. Everytime they looked at a group, they would ask, "Which one is the worst? Okay, now which one is the worse?" How could you pick a "worst"? They were all beautiful. Mark said they started to all look alike after we had looked at about five hundred. I didn't see a bad one in the bunch.
Sunday, April 16, 2006
Daffodil Show
We went to the daffodil show at the Missouri Botanical Garden yesterday. They hadn't finished judging when we were there, so best in show hadn't been chosen yet. I don't know how anyone would ever be able to choose. We overheard the judges. Everytime they looked at a group, they would ask, "Which one is the worst? Okay, now which one is the worse?" How could you pick a "worst"? They were all beautiful. Mark said they started to all look alike after we had looked at about five hundred. I didn't see a bad one in the bunch.
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