We tried to push the tiny inside tables together then followed two other women outside to the patio. Snow berms on the cushions pushed aside. Heat lamps lit then fizzled. The propane run out though a linger of gas. Dissipates. As still and bubbles are served. Gruet. Cheese & crackers. Bundled in winter down and the warmth of friendship we stayed.

A toast to winter. To Saturday in Santa Fe. Cheers!!