My ukulele string broke today and so, briefly, did my heart.
#MeMade mask? Check.
Shades? For sure.
Hair braided and pulled back like I’m slipping into the Loretta Young role in an all black reboot of The Farmer’s Daughter? Yesss!
Genuine smile in place as I greet Bartram’s Garden‘s lovely staff and volunteers from about 15 socially distant feet away? Heyyy!
Prepped to repot the Thai basil lemon verbena, peppermint, and rosemary herbs I gently ferried home from Bartram’s? Absolutely.
Ready to share this generous jar of Bartram’s Old Meadow Honey?