Silly, really, that it’s already the 14th of January, 2012, and I’m only just now getting to this post. But as I’m still reasonably certain the concerns of Y2K and Enron were in fact front and center only a few years… Read More ›
All things Monte Bello.
A Vineyard In Winter -or- Of Course You Can Go Home Again, But Is There Someone Waiting? -or- Homecomings Of The Wine Gnome
The Vineyard in Winter. It strikes me that a January vine is not unlike an empty-nested parent. The children are gone now. Bouncing from weird relationship to weird relationship. Bouncing checks. Bouncing in beanbags that obscure the growth of mushrooms in the… Read More ›
It’s 2012 now. Twelve months, twelve First Fridays. One done, eleven to go. It was a beautiful evening on the mountain … And First Friday was nearly afoot … The nibbles were nigh … Including my 2006 Lytton Estate Grenache-infused… Read More ›
…There’s a dragon with matches that’s loose on the town… … A fire in the sky …