Walking along the rosy road

The other day, I was sitting in front of my desk as usual in the evening. I was thinking about the next day and week, what I would do, whom I should meet and so on. I heard through the grapevine that it is the rose season. Yes, it was almost the end of May, the queen of all seasons. Then all of a sudden, I came up with an idea that I would go to see some roses with somebody right away before the flowers begin to wither. Though, it was on a weekday. Would it be possible for me to make an appointment with somebody within such a short time frame?