A friend of mine was married here in Middleburg this past weekend. The week before, he said, "We're pretty much ready to go, we buried our bottle today, so there is not much left to do."
I cannot help but cherish the tradition of old Virginia families gathering together before a wedding to bury a bottle of Virginia Gent Bourbon in the garden for, "the hard times ahead."
I wished him the best; it is heartening to know that in a pinch, he has an old friend and a bit of his family's luck and love resting in the garden next to house.
And for all those not in Northern Virginia, it couldn't hurt...