This election season, especially on the national level, has been full of chaos, dysfunction and uncertainty. Not here in Charlotte.
Did the garden understand what a tough year 2020 was going to be for us humans?
For the first time in years, I won’t be gathering for a Thanksgiving dinner with friends or family, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have plenty to be grateful for. An early November trip to New York City to visit my almost 96-year-old mother—my first visit in over a year, thanks to the pandemic—reminded me of how much I love my adopted state.