Women love flowers. Any time of year, any type of bloom, any color of petal and any sweet smell in a bouquet will win the human male a plethora of points from the female he desires.
So what if you give her a whole market full of flowers? Continue reading
I worked on a blueberry farm one summer in Maine, where my job was to sort out the blueberries once they were dumped on the conveyer belt by the rakers. I picked out any bad berries, bugs, sticks or stones, and quickly found out that the best way to do so was by touch, not sight. To this day I can sort through a pint of blueberries in less than two seconds.
Every day someone would take home a box of blueberries and return the following morning with something fantastic to share: blueberry muffins, blueberry scones, blueberry cookies and my favorite – blueberry pie.
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For a romantic date, deciding the destination usually requires a mental scan of the usual suspects: cozy Italian restaurant, walk along the beach at sunset, box seats at the theatre, a booth in the dark at a jazz concert, or a museum.
Museum?
You might associate the word ‘museum’ with dusty displays on dinosaur bones, or a group tour led by a crazy-haired professor whose idea of love includes the Neolithic era. You would be wrong. Continue reading
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