Here's a picture of some dead flowers. My wife and I saw them along the curb outside our apartment door. Funny enough, I still think they are pretty.
Back in college, I used to work at a flower shop. I worked there for 3 years, I think. It was actually a fun job, except when Valentine's Day and Mother's Day came around. Aside from those two holidays, it was a great place to work.
For the most part, customers were happy because they were buying flowers.
It smelled nice too.