The second Longmont-specific thing about romance flowers is the temperature, and almost nobody warns about it. Longmont sits just under five thousand feet on the open plains at the foot of the Front Range, and a February afternoon here can be sixty-five degrees and brilliant or it can be nineteen degrees with a ground blizzard blowing east along CO-66. A wrapped bouquet left on an unsheltered porch for two hours at nineteen degrees is not a bouquet any more — roses blacken at the petal edges within about ninety minutes and there is no recovering them indoors. This is the single most common way a Colorado romance delivery goes wrong, and it is entirely preventable. If nobody will be home, say so in the order notes and ask for a sheltered door, a storm-door vestibule, a garage side entry, a leasing office or a neighbor. If the recipient works locally, send it to work instead on a cold day. And if the forecast is genuinely brutal, send a plant rather than cut stems; a potted flowering plant in a sleeve tolerates a cold step far better than wrapped roses do.
Now the geography, which in this town is really a geography of doors. Old Town — the Historic Eastside and Westside blocks around the original grid, the streets running Terry, Kimbark, Main, Coffman, Emery, Atwood, Collyer — is the easiest romantic delivery in Longmont, because those Victorians and bungalows have deep covered front porches, the very thing a February bouquet needs. Prospect New Town, off South Main and Pike Road, is the hardest address in Longmont in February. The lots are tight, the paint is vivid, the houses repeat, and on many of them the only entrance with a roof over it faces the alley rather than the street — which is not where a driver looks first. Give the street-face number and say which door actually has cover. The downtown and south Main mixed-use buildings are apartment logic — buzzer codes, package rooms, a leasing office that closes at five. The 80504 subdivisions off Clover Basin, Nelson Road and Pace Street are straightforward suburban drops with garages and, often, nobody home before six. And 80503, the west side running out toward Hygiene, Niwot and the Boulder County open space, is the one that needs a phone number in the notes: quarter-mile gravel drives, house numbers on fence posts, gates, dogs, and Longs Peak and Mount Meeker filling the entire windshield the whole way out. Those go on the planned western run in the afternoon, not as individual trips.
Longmont's romantic life has an unusual shape worth understanding, because it changes where the flowers should go. A very large share of couples here met, work or still spend their evenings somewhere else — Boulder is fifteen miles down the Diagonal and priced out of reach for most people under forty, so Longmont is full of people who work in Boulder, Broomfield or Louisville and come home over CO-119 at six-thirty. The practical consequence is that a two-o'clock delivery frequently arrives at an empty house, which loops straight back to the porch problem above. The other consequence is where the big gestures happen. Proposals and anniversary walks in this valley cluster around water and open space rather than restaurants: McIntosh Lake on the northwest side with the loop trail and the peaks laid out across the water, Union Reservoir on the east side where the plains open up behind you, the St. Vrain Greenway running the length of town, Rabbit Mountain off the Ute Highway north of town, and up the North St. Vrain past Lyons to Hall Ranch and Button Rock Preserve. Flowers do not travel well on a hike, so the usual pattern is the trail in the morning and the bouquet waiting at home in the afternoon, which is a pattern a florist can plan around if you tell them that is what you are doing.