The vineyards make me think of live, passion, yes hard work and sometimes debilitating labor, but happiness. A […]
Wine Journal
Brooke at lunch yesterday in Burlingame. Tooth hurting again and my mood nosediving. Thinking of the vineyard at […]
Not in the mood to post anything I’ve written so far, so I go back to the vineyard. […]
Home with all three, finishing up in office. Reading old entry agin, then coming across a selfie I […]
Night. Wine.
Not ready for a run just yet. Nor a walk. Woke from an odd dream, set of dreams […]
Sonoma notes
pandemic in its starting throws, and I get a wine shipment and pretend little Kerouac is my business […]
Always thrown
Everything. For everything. On every page.