We came through the gates, got our bracelets, paid, and got our glasses.
If you want to taste, get in line at the winery of your choice. Wait, get to the bar, ask for tastes of five (or more) of what you want to try. Go from dry to sweet, white to red. Leave a tip, if you're so inclined. Walk away.
Next: Line, taste, forget what you've already tasted, taste it again, dry sweet white red, leave a tip, leave.
Next: Mob, taste, just pour something, you're cute!, open wallet, push through crowd to leave.
Next: It's hot, can I lean on you, pour pour pour pour pour, here's my Visa, roll away, get stepped on twice.
Watching this couple made me happy and jealous all at once. They had a nice, easy Jitterbug going; I decided cutting in would be poor form. I love to jitterbug, West Coast swing, and anything you can teach me. No aerials, please. You'll thank me.
It reminded me that I'm in the good company of many, many women who love to dance but have no permanent dance partner. In social dance, followers are many, leaders are fewer. Ladies and gentlemen who follow on the floor, how do you manage? My experience of social dance is that it's brutal if you're not in the market or on it.
But, there will be gracious and willing leaders who will be happy to dance with me, whether I make them shine or not. I just have to be brave enough to weather the others. Right? Right. Maybe later.
When I told them how great they looked on the floor, they told me they'd been dancing 52 years together. Zounds, y'all! He said he couldn't walk and chew gum before he met her. They made each other shine. Dance on!
|Uh, I'll drink that later.|
In New York State winemaking, most vintners also grow their own grapes. Here in New Mexico, I think there are big vineyards that sell their grapes to many wineries. However you do it, Las Cruces is crazy about its wine!
Lots of women wore their winery finery:
I just wore my duckery ... best.
It was a good time!