friends and new observations, portraits of Russian River and viticultural empiricism. Sounds of dried leaves, step step step… […]
Vineyards
The walk told me everything, and the vineyard told me more. That block by the entrance. Accumulating clusters […]
10:04, Mom and Dad left, and me here with the Pinot, the one a “friend” at work aside […]
where I now sit and write I heard a student behind me, young girl with two other girl […]
Decided to come back home after Jackie to school and the Schwab transfer… In house, I can leave […]
(6/20/15)
went to Pride winery and was kept and transferred and pushed by everything I saw, heard, spoke about […]
Many who know me make fun of me for my staunch and very much vocalized aversion to Chardonnay. […]
5/31/16, 6:28, and I’m up. I don’t want to think of anything specific this morning but I am. […]
With this move, there’s always something to do, so I come home to an empty house, Alice and […]