[Harpoetta]

The Bottle of Wine

For all of us who are married, were married, wish you were married, or wish

you weren't married, this is something to smile about the next time you see a

bottle of wine:

Mary was driving home from one of her business trips in Northern Arizona

when she saw an elderly Navajo woman walking on the side of the road.

As the trip was a long and quiet one, she stopped the car and asked the Navajo

woman if she would like a ride.

With a silent nod of thanks, the woman got into the car.

Resuming the journey, Mary tried in vain to make a bit of small talk with the Navajo

woman. The old woman just sat silently, looking intently at everything she saw,

studying every little detail, until she noticed a brown bag on the seat next to Mary.

"What in bag?" asked the old woman.

Mary looked down at the brown bag and said, "It's a bottle of wine. I got it for my

husband."

The Navajo woman was silent for another moment or two.

Then speaking with the quiet wisdom of an elder, she said:

"Good trade....."