Below are recaps of each of the posts. To read a full post, just click on the title. (And thanks to my lovely assistant, Keith Olberman!)
- Around and About Two Terrier Vineyards
Posted on Monday, April 20th, 2009 in farming – Comments: (16)My Mother and Father had one inviolate rule of parenting (although I don’t believe it was called “parenting” back in the Sixties.) That was the bedtime story. They were convinced that, if each of us were read a story, each and every night from age one to when we demanded they stop, we would grow up to be confirmed readers for life.
- The iPhone and the Rufous-Crowned Sparrow
Posted on Saturday, April 4th, 2009 in dogs – Comments: (11)We are lucky at Sonoma that we have a wealth of bird life. And we’re doing everything we can to continue that, from maintaining habitat to planting sunflowers and other bird-friendly flowers. But apparently nothing we’ve done or will do can top, in bird-friendliness, building a barn. The birds love it.
- My New Deal Garden
Posted on Saturday, April 18th, 2009 in farming – Comments: (11)Two things I’ve been reading about lately: gardening and Franklin Roosevelt’s New Deal. Both are related to the economic woes we’re experiencing. Typically, food bills wouldn’t be the bulk of our budget, and not the logical place to cut back. But since we’ve started really trying to focus on organic, local and sustainably-grown vegetables, it’s taking a bigger chunk. Not that I’m really seeing that as a problem.
- The Last Real Stuckey’s in America
Posted on Tuesday, April 7th, 2009 in musings – Comments: (6)I know I’m showing my age, but in my childhood, a roadtrip wasn’t a roadtrip without at least one stop at a Stuckey’s. In the days before urban sprawl and the ubiquity of McDonald’s and fast food, it was possible to drive long stretches of America’s highways and see nothing but landscape. Until you came to a Stuckey’s. Ah, the blue tin roofed Stuckey’s.
- Why Michelle Obama Should Be My Gardening Girlfriend
Posted on Sunday, April 26th, 2009 in British husband – Comments: (6)Up here in Sonoma on my own trying to set out my garden has not been as much fun as I thought it would be. The favas are infested with aphids, the Lady Bugs I bought are more interested in partying than eating them, and this is the stage where “gardening” is really about shoveling stuff. Turning soil, digging in compost, hauling stuff.
- De Young Museum Exhibits World’s Most Beautiful Baby
Posted on Wednesday, April 22nd, 2009 in learnin’ – Comments: (5)I used to be obsessive about museums. I paid my fee. I went in the front door. I viewed every gallery in order on every floor from start to finish until I’d seen every single item. I did this once at the Louvre. Took me eight hours and that’s WITHOUT a snack or lunch break. (Or bathroom break given the state of French bathrooms.
- A Weekend Ramble Around Two Terrier Vineyards
Posted on Sunday, April 5th, 2009 in dogs – Comments: (4)As John Denver would say, “Life on the farm is kinda laid back.” Which is not to say that it wasn’t an eventful weekend at Two Terrier Vineyards. It’s just, as warm Spring weekends tend to progress, this one’s activities unfolded in no particular order and leading up to no particular revelation or conclusion. So I’m not going to strain myself trying to find the kernel of wisdom, the deep inner meaning in this weekend.
- I Promise: No Cowboy/Horse Sex Pix Here!
Posted on Monday, April 6th, 2009 in blogging – Comments: (4)One of my favorite bloggers, Charles G. Hill over at Dustbury.com, periodically does a post on the odd Google searches and key words that bring readers to his site. At the risk of being accused of one-ups-manship, I’m going to maintain that the Google searches and key words that lead here are even wilder. Yes, it’s a long and winding road to Left Coast Cowboys.
- Smooth Fox Terriers: Furry Protectors of the Arts
Posted on Thursday, April 9th, 2009 in dogs – Comments: (4)Every now and then I wonder what I’m doing with Smooth Fox Terriers when there are dogs that are so much easier. You know those big floppy dogs that you can take anywhere because they are just furry blobs of “What Me Worry.” They loll their heads out of car windows, they’re just happy to be there. Unlike Fox Terriers, who, as I pointed out in this post, are No Dogs For Old Men.
- Easter in the Death Trap for Children
Posted on Monday, April 13th, 2009 in British husband – Comments: (4)As a household without children (unless you count terriers who are perpetual four-year-olds), our house has been called a “death trap for children.” Luckily, not by the parents of children that we invite to our house regularly. And there are no people more special than the people we invite to what we call “The Trifecta” or “The High Holy H0lidays” which are Thanksgiving, Christmas and Easter.