Today, Suzanne went off to her decades-old Champagne Garden Club. They take turns gardening in each other’s yards once a month. But notice that in their official name, the word “champagne” comes before the word “garden.” If ya know what I mean.
COVID-19 can’t completely disrupt Champagne Garden Club, but precautions must be taken for the safety of all persons and plants involved. Along with social distancing in the garden, the ladies have to wear face masks, and they must drink a disinfectant version of champagne which was created by Miss Heidi, whose beauteousness peeks out from behind her mask in this photo. No, I do not know whether the gardening gals remove their masks to quaff their champagne cocktail, or whether they just drench the mask and suck on it. I’ll ask Suzanne when she gets home.
So what did I do all day, while Suzanne has green thumbed it at Miss Heidi’s? Spades, wood Bow Tie o’ the Day and I hung around the house with a couple of pillows of sealed air. Yeah, it was as fun as it sounds.