I had a joy encounter with a quintessential glassybaby customer. Her encampment with us was not as long as some, however it struck me as so value filled. The story of her time here...Her primary glassybaby quest was to find a color for her sister in law, who had cared so vigilantly for her father (father in law to our customer.) He passed away recently and this care was a profound gift to the family, to know that this awesome, deeply loved, patriarch was held closely during his last days. Our customer purchased a Chocolate Cherry glassybaby for her sister in law, describing that if you were the lucky one of the family, on any given day, Grand Dad, Dad, Father in law, would treat you to a candy cache, quite often chocolate covered cherries, slipped into your hand. I love where our glassybaby names reside in the imagination. So touching.
This dear customer continued to shop. She found three seconds, varietals, left over from our sale. I would lovingly categorize them as 'Charlie Brown' seconds. It was at this moment that I knew I had found the perfect recipient of our most scraggly second that no one had even touched. This wee glassybaby had multiple issues...short, misshapen etc., but so soulful. Our customer held it, considering its purchase. I was just moved to say: "That one belongs to you. Please take it home and love it." Her smile beamed.
To continue, she chose a glassybaby for her husband's upcoming birthday. And finally she brought over to her gathering of glassybaby, a drinker in the color "Hector." She would soon be retreating to a near-Wenatchee cabin for long days of summer. This will be her hallowed summer wine glass. It was a lovely encounter, deemed quintessential. She gets it.
Our mascot was in again (consult two blogs ago) sweetly bearing product boxes for us to reuse. We definitely embrace the ongoing greening of glassybaby. Green tidbit of the week? Soon we will have Balian bags made of tapioca...gorgeous, biodegradable, green and, I repeat, tapioca. While mascot Sally was in our midst, she and I oooed and awed over the darling attire of our trainee Anne. For example, she had on a gorgeous skirt, made of gold diaphanous material, flouncy, with pockets...so darling. She implored: 'This is not an expensive outfit. Almost every piece is under twenty dollars. You have to shop at Forever 21. They have great clothes.' Simultaneously, Sally and I looked at each other with a knowing glance, which translated rhetorically to: 'Forever twenty one? No longer twenty one.' Welcome young Anne.
Have a marvelous and safe Fourth. Until Next Time, Nicola