Joshua and I (and Shell-Bell!) were hired on at the Biltmore Estate to work in the vineyards as harvest workers. We start on Monday, bright and early at 7:00 a.m., picking grapes. We are all ridiculously excited about this endeavor, while most people out of their twenties look at us with something akin to horrified bemusement.
I am most excited because I will get to meet a lot of internationals, which is right up my alley. Introduce me to someone from another country and I can ask them questions until the cows come home.
This weekend is a women's retreat at Highland and I am co-leading a group, which I am kind of nervous about, if only for the fact that I suck at small talk. But I trust that God has his hand on it all, and he'll help me out.
Anyways, short update, but had to let you all know... the grapes have ripened and off we go!
Very exciting! I will be super impressed though when I see pictures of you standing in wooden bucks, your jeans rolled up above your calves, and you are stomping grapes with your toesies.
That would be cool.