Before I’d even taken my first sip of Blackberry Jasmine, I was already transported. The vibrant, sapphire blue of the cup was everything I would’ve loved as a kid. Then the aroma hit me, and suddenly I was eleven years old again, walking through the doors of a gift shop in Glacier National Park, where a tidal wave of huckleberry taffy and ice cream washed out into the crisp mountain air.
Gifting has never been easier.
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