The Huck Finn Seattle Adventure got off to a late start and the Guru (husband) was unhappy. If I say we need to leave by 10AM, he is ready and in the RV by 9:50AM and steam starts coming out of his ears by 10:02. You can imagine how angry he was by 11:30 when we had to return home (we were still in town) due to a forgotten item. He agreed the return trip was his fault. It is sooo important to apportion blame at times like these…it builds togetherness. So we got off by 12:30 with everything we needed, including our pup, Harriet Quimby the bumblebee slayer.
Our inaugural listening material was Huck Finn which I deemed appropriate. So now we are listening to Huck and Jim and all their superstitions. Huck has dressed up in a girls’ clothes to find out about his own murder. Some people think old Finn is the culprit but now they think it was done by Jim, the runaway slave that Huck has been camping with. This was an admirable attempt by Mark Twain to address the issue of prejudice in the time in which it was written.
Tonight we are going to a Vineyard and Winery called Shiloh outside of Wakeeny, Kansas. When we walked up, a girl who looked about eleven or twelve and had on a twirly dress greeted us. She was part of the wedding party that was coming back tomorrow for the wedding ceremony.
“I like your dog but I can’t pet her.” She held out her hands and showed two green frogs who sat placidly on her palms.
“Yes, it looks like your hands are full. Where did you get them?”
“Over under that bush.” She nodded to a clump of nandinas.
“Ah-ha. Is that where the wine tasting is?” I pointed to the building behind us.
“No, the bride’s in there. The wine tasting is here.”
We had a wonderful wine tasting. We chose the wine flight with three dry reds and a dry white. We ended up choosing a red that was aged in whiskey barrels and an award winning blend from a very small vineyard in Sonoma County that are friends of theirs. Quimby was, of course, the hit of the vineyard. There were two other dogs there but Quimby decided they weren’t as friendly as she wanted them to be so she opted to jump up on a woman who wasn’t expecting it. Fortunately the woman smiled gamely at her puppy exhuberance. We have a lot more training to do.
David enjoyed a dry white called Brianna and went back to get his credit card so we could buy the wine while Quimby and I sat there and enjoyed the view and the rest of the wine. David got caught on a loooong telephone call so I sat and sat and sat waiting for him to come back with the credit card and pay. After an hour and several servers checking on me, he finally arrived and we paid the bill. I hate sitting there like a ransom since I didn't bring my credit cards. Our first night in the vineyard included this sweet friend who came to say ‘hi’…Quimby wasn’t too certain.
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Can't eat peaches because of the fuzz, likes dogs and people in that order.