On the Swiss plateau there are flowers for sale - and they work on the honor system. You pick, you pay...right into a little tin can.
My niece from California was recently visiting and upon seeing fruit for sale in the back of a farm truck, asked "How do they keep you from stealing?"
And I remembered back to my own childhood in Los Angeles, where my mind would have gone down the same inquisitive path.
"They don't," I reply. "If you steal, you just have to live with yourself."
The last sunflower for sale, standing alone in an empty field. We were too far from home, else little Darling would have taken her with us.