confessions of a florist

Please don't judge me, I'm about to bear my soul..... I steal clippings...I do, and am ashamed...sometimes.
I can't help myself, there is not a pod, a twig, or a berry safe around these parts. I once waited until a Starbucks closed to hit the gorgeous, loaded bushes, full of berries, with a beautiful shade of  black~ blue.

Tree pods, odd greenery,  grasses, you name it, I've clipped it. If  it will look amazing in someone's wedding and not available for purchase, I go for it!
It's terrible, I know! I justify this by restricting myself to common areas, parks, big chain stores, plazas and parkways; pretending all along that real people don't own these...what? I hear myself, but it doesn't register.
 I think I may need an intervention, just this morning I stole magnolia blooms in broad daylight! Thinking I may have hit my rock bottom. Am I the only one? Please, someone confess!

Now take a look at these berries! Amazing right? Does it help that I confessed to the bride?