I was horrified to see 150 people living in rows of tents, “unsheltered people” - homeless, in the City of Brotherly Love.

It was the end of my flowering day. I was in Philadelphia - not far from the art museum.

I had 50 free bouquets in my car. I met the man - a volunteer helping people who are homeless. Members of his church from NJ were at the “tent city encampment” site on the Ben Franklin Parkway. Their members bring food, cases of water, and a message of faith. We talked for 5 minutes, and he told me of the circumstances that bring people to such a plight. Homeless. Hungry. Jobless. Hopeless.

There is a housing shortage in Philadelphia - men, women, and kids are actually living in small pop up tents - in all kinds of weather. Remember Tropical Storm Isaias - and the high winds and rain that tore through the area two weeks ago?

It is really hard to believe that here in the USA that we can’t do better to help people who are in great need. Several men came to my car and carried buckets of flowers over to the tent area. I watched as people carried the bouquets to their tents, and shared the roses, tulips, and daisies with one another. Yes, water, food, flowers - all things that comfort.