Norm likes to put on a fake French accent, twirl an imaginary mustache and say, “Oh ho! I am zee master recycler!” He has a pile of wood too short to burn, pipe, PVC, and buckets and tins of assorted stuff. He stops on the side of the road to pick up...
We’re just ending the July 4th Independence Day holiday weekend and several times over the past few days one or another of us has expressed gratitude for the opportunities given to us in this country. People are still risking life and limb to try to come here...
I’ve been working in the vineyard today, which is a very meditative activity. In fact, I don’t walk the labyrinth as much as I thought I would, because training the vines and leaf thinning is so calming. I hear the crows, hawks and Mockingbirds,...
One of Norm’s main goals in life is to control the rodents that would otherwise destroy our crop, or worse the vines. We have nicknamed him Carl and painted a sign on the garden shed that reads, “Caddy Shack” after the antics of Bill Murray in the...
Yesterday we went to Jim’s Supply Company in Bakersfield – a mere 220 mile round trip from the condo in L.A. compared to the Las Vegas marathon the day before. We went to pick up more bird netting and green tie. The Ramona Valley Vineyard Association...
