One of the most romantic things I tried to do, did not turn as I had planned. I was really attracted to this one lady, and I decided to give to her a single red rose. She lived about a mile from me, and the quickest way to get to her was using a canoe on a stream, against the current. Halfway there, there was big gust of wind that blew the rose apart, and all that was left was the long stem. I felt really dejected when I realized that I was up the creek without a petal. What the…
