Look, life is hard. It’s full of taxes, laundry, and awkward emails. You need a day where the main problem is deciding which of the 500 varieties of peony you like best.
Buy the ticket. Not because you are a gardener. Buy it because you are a human being who deserves to stand in the sun, smell something sweet, and feel happy for no real reason at all.
Just remember: bring a plastic sheet to sit on if it rains, and don’t wear your best white trainers. The mud is hungry. But the memories? Those stay clean forever.
