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Doing Sedona with the Wine Monk

The Tucson of my Childhood

Communing with Cactus

Freeway of Love

Down The Coast and East

Joshua Trees and Windstorms

Carrizo Plain Without A Plan

My Desert Mentors

Sous Vide Follies

Why I Blog

An off-Grid Experiment

If you can’t stand the heat…

Lisa’s Most Excellent Escape

Failure to Launch

Notes From The Bean Queen

RVing in the Time of Cholera

CONTROVERSIAL POST!

iPHONE Photo Phanatic

Big Predator Week in Sonoma

The Two Quartzites

Enjoying the Unscenic Route

Back to the desert

As Maine Goes…

Saving the World One Bird at a Time

My Short Unhappy Stint as a Harvest Host

Finding My Travel Tribe

Baptism by Fried Chicken

Go Tell Aunt Carrie

Paleo Failio

Justin and Spartacus

Truffle Hunting in Umbria

Drinks with Saint Francis

Rome in Black and White and Color

The Rigged Battle of the Sexes

Introducing the New Ranch Pup

Deadly Death Cap and Dogs

All Dogs Go to Heaven

The Terriers I’ve Lost

A Terrier Tragedy

Guitar Hero

And Introducing a New Ranch Terrier!

48 Hours in Nashville

Sundown in Nashville

Requiem for a Terrier

A Monumental Valley

Embracing the Escalante

Kanab Kitsch and Coral Sands

In Which I Find Radiator Springs

Headwinds and Highways

Staying Safe on the Road

The Coldest Time in the Hottest Place

Desert Rats and Other Characters

Fried Chicken and Memory

The Getty and Us

The Resilience of Natives

Ready for Rain

New Beginnings

And the Beat Goes On

Cher-Apy

More Post Fire Recovery

Save the Bees! Restore Hector’s Ho...

Into the Ashes

What I Didn’t See at the Firestorm

Of Harvests and RV Repair

It Wasn’t Supposed to Go This Way

When Oscie Met Sally

Up To Full Terrier Quota

U-Who?

Not the Super Bloom

How to See a Super Bloom

I’ve Been Through the Desert…...

Eastbound and Down

A Tale of Two Parades

Vale Good Terrier

Just Call Us The Getty North

Improvisational Short Ribs

A Really, Really White Christmas

Going to the Desert for Clarity

After the Conflagration

An Early Resolution

RV Wrap-Up: The Good, The Bad, and the S...

Here, There and Home

A Grand Day Out

Adobes, Eccentrics and Uncommon Women

Alone With The Ancients

Everything But the Arches

The One I Just Passed Through

The Park That Shall Not Be Named

At the Gates of Zion

On the Road Again

Outfitting the RV: The Kitchen

My Own Private Desert

Down the Yellow BRIX Road

Lymington Idyll

The Maiden Voyage

My Date With Hillary and The Abuelas

Naming My Rig

Roadtrips to the Tenth Power

Artsy Fartsy Boston

Boston Learning

The Corps and The Corps and The Cocktail...

Turnpikes, Soldiers and Eggnog

Apocalypse Gopher

Operation Bird Brain

Remembering the Hag

We Who Love the Desert

What I Saw at the Super Bloom

Stalking the Super Bloom

Prayers for a Rancho Terrier

Flower Power

Are You Sure You Want to Throw Out ̶...

Dear Bernie Supporters…

Why I’m Not Feeling the Bern

Late to the Resolution

The Proustian Force is With Me

Harvesting Rain

Adding Flesh to the Bones

Building a Landscape Backbone

Operation Rebuild the Mountain

Rock Stars

Barn Angels and Others

Fleeing the Flames

Roadtrip Wrap-Up

Nevada Daydreamin’

Natural Beauty on the Hoof and Elsewhere

Bison and Wolves and Birds, Oh My!

Yellowstone or Bust!

The Best of the West

In the Dakotas

A Tale of Two Glacier Tours

The Road Less Traveled to Glacier

To the Lolo Pass

On The Trail of Chief Joseph

Of Open Roads, Paiutes and Raptors

The Dusty Winnemucca Road

East to the West

Wine Camp: New Rules

Happy Campers?

Wine Camp Redux

The Hanging About Tour of London

Iceland Agenda

Iceland from the Air

We Come from the Land of the Ice and Sno...

The Temple of Science

The Happiest Place on Earth

Disney Retro

Tree Follies

Going to See the Mouse!

Ice, Iceland, Baby!

What a Drag It Is Getting Old

General Custer and My Dad

What I Forgot to Tell You

Hey, Join My Cult!

Native Wisdom

We Walk the Line

Project Lawn Be Gone: PROGRESS!

Project Lawn Be Gone: Phase Two

Feeling All Dakota

Varmints and Critters and Such

Farming is Hell

Now We Are Six

Start as You Mean to Go On

Critter Surveillance Cam

Making a Buck Off Vets

Always and Forever a Brat

A Blogged Grab Bag

Managing My Mid-Life Crisis

Hell on Wheels

All Aboard for CritterTown

About the Drought

Oh, That This Too Too Solid Flesh…

The Politics of Niceness

More Roadside Impressions

Modocs and Casino Madness

An Oregon Long Haul

The Cowboy Town Where Indians Rule

Gorgeous Gorge, Ghastly Crash & Cow...

Coasting Up Oregon

Up the Lost Coast to Oregon

On the Road Again

Project Lawn Be Gone

Varmint Wars

Goodbye Internet Friend

Scirpus Fail

D-Lite

Every Glass Helps!

Put Down that Ice Bucket!

Salmon Daze

The Zen of Canning

Meet Catfish!

SF Real Estate Madness

Workin’ The Disney Magic

The Name Game

Stage Fright

PRINCESSES!!

A Fairy Disney Adventure

Second Star to the Right

The Process of De-Victorianization

Rose is a Rose is a Rose is a Rose

Oh Greatest of Dachshunds

Consider the Poppy

It’s a Small, Small World

Terrier Felicitations

Vox Clamantis in Deserto

Becoming a Runner

Operation Condor

Sonoma Wildflower Report

Where Have All The Flowers Gone?

Moving My Heart from San Francisco

Hello Dalai!

The Moisture Report

We Are Team Polina

Hi Ho Prius and Away

Cowboying It Up!

Dying of Thirst Under the Wolf Moon

The Wheels of Justice

Hip-Hopping into Five

It’s The Terroir, Stupid!

Random African Thoughts

Sisters Are Doin’ It For Themselve...

When Life Gives You Bananas…

The Return of Mzungu

Socially Entrepreneurial

What They Don’t Tell You on the Al...

Lions versus Hyenas

How Animals See Us

Awesome Animals

Unbearable Lion Cuteness

The Lion Thang

The Longest Day

Thanksgiving Stuffing Guide

The Calm After The Storms

Be Careful What You Wish For

Talking Like Rain

Dancing Out of Control

Terrier Management

Too Legit to Quit

Hi-Tech, Low-Tech

The AM Terrier Routine

Talk to the Blog, People!

The Virtual Dogpark

And How Did You Get Here?

My Dad the Vet

After the Wood Rat

Fox Terrier Art

About Those Giant Squashes

Getting Shit Done

Another Post About Proust

Autumn Scenes From Sonoma

Aging Out of Apple

The 2013 Sonoma Harvest Report

Arbor Day

My First Halloween

Ice, Ice Baby

The Other Royal Wedding

Fitzrovia Redux

Juice Cleanse Redux

Crushing Cinsault with Cousin John

Making It Work

Juice Cleanse: Day Three

Juice Cleanse: Day Two

Juice Cleanse: Day One

Can To Nyad Be a Verb?

Keep on Truckin’

Entirely Too Much Fun!

Ketching Up

Ten Things You Should Know Before You Ma...

A Dachshund of Destiny

And Then This Happened

Two Terrier PRE-Hab

Breaking Bad: Sonoma Edition

Believing in Unicorns

True Terrier Blood

A Post About Proust

Where Am I Again?

The Great Garden Overhaul

Trying Not to See Temples

Fast, Food, Flush

Konnichiwa, Bitches!

While He Was Shopping

The Last Couple in London

Footloose in Fitzrovia

Cut Yer Damn Hair!

We’re Going to Make Your Kitchen A...

A Walk in the Woods

Henry W. Coe Kicked My Butt

Hi Ho Quicksilver and Away

Vasona Lake County Park

Coyote Lake-Harvey Bear Ranch

Don’t Raintree on my Parade

Meanwhile, Back at the Farm

A Dog’s Eye View of San Jose

Estamos Recorriendo

It’s a Princess World!

The Way to San Jose

The Great Terrier Road Show

My African-American Dream

Cultural Hits and Misses

Serengeti Serendipity

Daktari!

Don’t Mess With Lions

Elephant Encounters

Of Old Soldiers and Elephants

Queen of Sheba Packing

Out to Africa

The Princess Diaries: Amelia May at Four

Escape from Cabo

Searching for Mexico in Gringolandia

New Year’s Fish Tail

Cabo-Tastic

Sailing Toward the New Year

Long May He Run

A Load of Old Trollope

The Saddest Christmas Songs in the World

Thirteen for 2013

Slow Cook Crazy

A Smooth Fox Terrier Christmas Carol

Why I’m Not Famous

In Rain We Trust

Holy Terrier! It’s a Christmas Mus...

Ready, Set, Hike!

My Shopping List for the Apocalypse

Traveling Like a Professional

Wine, Jelly and Jam

The Ketchup-Wine Connection

A Dollop of Trollope

My Evening With John Muir

And How Does My Garden Grow?

Breaking Bad Terriers

Give ‘Em Hell, Percy!

Some Quick Roadside Impressions

Fire on the Mountain

A Burning Ring of Fire

High Plains Drifter

Of Mustangs and Moonwalks

Plan B is For Bristlecone and Basin

The Loneliest Road in America

Lighting Out for the Territory

The Road Less Traveled

The Mark Twain Cure

Fair Game

A Murder of Crows

We’re Friends of Dorothy

Mitt Wouldn’t Have Stepped in It I...

I’m Eating as Fast as I Can

Gardening with Michelle Obama

Miss Kitty’s Back in Town

The Fourthiest Fourth

It’s Not the Heat. It’s the ...

The Wages of Sin

My Favorite Bush

What I Saw at the U.S. Open

The Great Skort Hunt

The Raised Bed Chronicles

Cowboy Music 101

What to Do When You’re Fixin’...

A Dickensian Chicken Adventure

Snake Handling, Western Style

The Test of Time

Beet and Orange Relish. With a Side Comm...

Beet This!

How Does Your Garden Grow?

Not Feeling Sociable About Media

Kevin Costner, All Is Forgiven

Give Me a Home Where the Buffalo Roam

The London Terrier Deficit

Traveling with His Lordship

Anything You Can Do, Scots Can Do Better

Don’t Let the Sheep Fool You

So You Think You Know Scotland

A Brisk Walk with a Scotsman

The Other Robert Louis Stevenson

Along the Miwok Highway

Terriers of Anarchy

Travels with a Toddler Fashionista

So You Think You Know the Victorians?

Sweet Honey in the Barn

GaGa in Sonoma

What I Learned at the African American R...

Parting the Waters

The Non-Playaz Guide to Vegas

The Return of Hudson Hawk

So Who Gets the Terrier Vote?

What I Saw at the Gun Show

Vegas, Baby, YEAH!!

For a Dancer: Amelia May Turns Three

Toward a Terrier New Year

Fly Wars

The Return of the Blog!

What I Saw at the Media Shit Storm

Who’s the Leader of the Club…...

All We Are Saying Is Give Peas a Chance

A Real Deal SEAL

Requiem for Captain Jack

Vintner on the Wagon

Attack of the Killer Tomatoes

Terrier Garage

Pressing Issues

The Winemaker’s Apprentice

Pitching Yeast

Winemaking: Not the Mondavi Way, But Not...

Shades of Deadly Night

Going to Seed

Drinking the Compost Tea

The Verjus Follies

On the Road with Ken Kesey, Dean Moriart...

Let Us Now Praise Famous Dachshunds

Corn Cobs and Dogs: Deadly Combination!

This and That, Grapes and Whatnot

A Big Terrier Shout-Out

People, People Who Love Terriers

Out of the Stone Age

My Modest Budget Proposal

In Which the Asylum is Taken Over

The Lard, Mole and Mezcal Diet

Wherein I Become a Drama Queen. And an E...

Oaxacan Street Scenes

Into the Clouds and the Place of Frozen ...

Doing the Zapotec Rain Dance

Más Español, Por Favor

Getting Back My Mexican Mojo

When Spanish Becomes Too Intense

Cute in Two Languages

Montezuma, What Did I Do To You?

Why I Could Never Be a Zapotec

The Oaxacan Holy Trinity

And Then a Fiesta Broke Out

Back to the Pack

Light Packing: The Sequel

Packing It In

I Don’t Need No Steenkin’ Ba...

Oaxaca Me Worry

The Leper Hobo Method of Floor Refinishi...

The Big Green Clean Machine

Blessed Are the Cheesemakers

A Damned Fine Terrier!

Goin’ Locavore Loco

Not Your Grandmother’s Garden

When Osama Met Miss Kitty

Call Me Ishmael

Our Man in Belize

Up the Monkey River Without a Paddle

It’s a Scuba World, But Snorkelers...

Belize On Down the Road

It’s Not Easy Being Non-Hispanic W...

Belize Been Berry Berry Good to Me

On Eradicating Varmints

In Which I Tell It To The Judge

Phantom Chicken and Other Tales of Survi...

In a Former Life, I Was Shirley MacLaine

And the Award Goes to…Shirley MacL...

The Phantom Chicken of Sonoma

Spring is Busting Out All Over!

Bud Break and Delicate Flowers

Terriers of Shame

Give It Up for the Olmecs!

Ars Longa, Vita Breva

I Fought The Law and The Law Won

A Historical Lesson. With Terrier.

What I Know About Tsunamis

High on Crystal Gel

The End of George W. Bush

Juanita, I Wish I’d Known You

If Michelle Obama is Fat, I Don’t ...

Yee-Haw For Black Cowboys!

Porqué No Puedo Hablar Español

Gentlemen, Start Your Seeds

My Own Private Suez Canal

I Don’t Know Dirt!

You Can’t Keep a Good Dog Down!

Sick Puppy

Bobcat Encounter!

While the Vines Were Sleeping

Farming 101

Haggis-Tastic!

My Expanding Brain

True Grit and Truer Grit

Debate, Disagreement, Words and Blood Li...

The Eye Has It

To Amelia May On The Occasion of Her Sec...

Terrier Re-education

Kicking the Bucket List

Hobnobbing With Famous Londoners

Stalking the Wild Chipolata

Hyde Park Hustle

Gordon Ramsay Come Back, All Is Forgiven

Virgin Upper Class Virgin

No Royal Wedding? Obama, I’ve Got ...

An African American Christmas

The 12 Days of Two Terrier Christmas

A Piss-Up in a Brewery

A Cowboy Christmas for Your Listening Pl...

At Least Nick and Nora Would Approve

A Month of Crap and Culture

If Horses Can Do It, So Can Terriers

The Best Thanksgiving EVER!

And Squanto Hangs His Head and Cries

Crappest Contest Ends

Jam Noir

Red Wine Roundelay

Going Out With a Whimper

It’s a Network, But Is It Social?

Far From the Madding Crowd

Wasps, Yeast Scum and Terriers. Winemaki...

Keith Richards, My Imaginary Friend

Sticking It to Luther Burbank

The Best Concert I Never Went To

The Big Verjus Giveaway!

The Heavy Lifting

In Praise of Boffins

Pressing Issues

By the Light of the Silvery Moon

In Which Cousin John is Awarded Our High...

In Praise of the Gravenstein Apple

Sulfite It To Say

You Bet Your Grenache!

Blindsided By Grapes

The Home Mission

A Mission Top Ten

Of Steinbeck and Artichokes: The End of ...

Different Pilgrimages: The Mission Missi...

Ventura Highway: The Mission Mission Day...

Mission Culture Shock: The Mission Missi...

Happy Trails: The Mission Mission Day Tw...

Flying Soledad: The Mission Mission Day ...

In Which The Terriers Sell Out

In Memory of Those Lost Nine Years Ago

My Mission is Missions: Parte Dos

Elbowing Mrs. Getty Out of the Buffet Li...

Jalapeño Hell

Playing Ketchup

Morning at Madrina’s

There’s a New Terrier in Town

Stop Taking the Terrier Name in Vain!

Livin’ La Vida Verjus

The Great Verjus Caper

Crop Conspiracy Theory

When Bacchus Ruled Sonoma

The Almost Foolproof Betting System for ...

The State of the Fair

A Celebrity Blog Encounter

Yma Sumac: Inca Princess Diva of Lounge

What’s Growing On?

Blogging Lessons I Wish Someone Had Taug...

Night of the Living Foxes

Gene Autry’s Cowboy Code

Listen Up! Cowboy Rules.

A Single Man. Two Excellent Terriers.

The Cowboy Wave

Mock Apple Pie

In Search of the Lost Terrier Mine

Dog Vomit Slime Mold!

The Places to Go If You Go to Sonoma

How My Dad Got the Red Sox Their World S...

The Unbearable Heaviness of Being Thirte...

Camp Two Terriers: The Rapping, Texting,...

How Green Was My House

Bee Cool

And Who’s Got the Sweetest Ride?

Pond Life. Pond Rules.

Who Would I Be Most Surprised to Know Yo...

And the All Time Greatest Cowgirl Singer...

Top Ten Cowgirl Songs of All Time

When Arizona was Multicultural

I’ve Had It With These Motherf%$*&...

Hair of the Dog

Water, Water Everywhere. Nor Any Hyacint...

My Dinner with BOSSY

Goodbye Old Paint

Bad Sneakers and a Piña Colada, My Frien...

Snakes Alive!

Making Sonoma Safe for Greasepaint

¡Mas Hijinks en Español!

¡Showing Off En Español!

Miwoks, Waterfalls and a John Muir Momen...

Oh, Deer and Other Flora and Fauna Incid...

At Last! Something to Shoot

Dooce Fans, Stop It! Just Stop It!

San Francisco Values

A Modest Proposal for Jeff Bridges

Days of Wine and Rosé

Under the Worm Moon

Miscellanea: Kitchens, Carrots and Sweet...

In Praise of Small Town Media

We Interrupt Our Regularly Scheduled Pro...

The Birds and the Bees. And the Carrots.

RIP Fess Parker. The King of the Wild Fr...

Happiness is a Warm Gun

Free to Be You and Me. Or NOT.

A Bouquet from Two Terrier Vineyards

What Happens When Liberals Buy Guns

Happy Birthday Johnny Cash

Cutting the Mustard

The Politics of Symbiosis

Counting My Chickens Before They’r...

A Two Terrier Take on Black History Mont...

The Microwave Chronicles

The Return of Cousin John’s Yeasts

And a Drainage Ditch Runs Through It

A Wee Bit Late, A Burns Night To Remembe...

Catcher on the Mississippi

Owning My F

Just a Little Botox for Mother Nature

Terrier Riders On the Storm

Remembering Martin Luther King Jr.

Sonoma: The Food Report

Law & Order: Sonoma Victims Unit

The Farm Report: Winter 2010 Edition

World’s Most Beautiful Baby Has Se...

Otto the Wonder Dog

World’s Most Beautiful Baby Turns ...

The Ears Have It

The Long and Winding Road to Fitness

Start As You Mean To Go On

On Being the Ultimate Godparent

Underplayed Christmas Gems: The Come to ...

Things I Learned in Belize

Going Maya

Discovering Garifuna Music

Swimming With The Sharks

An Englishman Abroad

Belize It Or Not!

Ten Underplayed Christmas Gems: The Danc...

Things We Learned In Vegas

Crawl Like an Egyptian

Baby Vegas!

Vegas, Baby!

The Ten Best Christmas Songs You Must Ad...

Thanksgiving: The Post Play Wrap-Up

The Donny Osmond Appreciation Society

And the Pilgrims are Rolling Over in The...

And Now For Something Completely Differe...

On Veterans Day: Thanks Dad!

Sir Mix-A-Lot’s Rhone Blend Goes t...

How to Celebrate Native American Heritag...

Meeting the Trickster God

Slow Cooking and Fermentation Wars Spice...

The Great Fermentation Face-Off: A Battl...

The Harvest Goes Ever On and On

Crushing Cab with Cousin John

A Hill of Beans

The Grapes of Wrap

This Post Pre-Empted By Oscar’s Em...

Let It Saignee. Or Adventures in Making ...

Baron Rothschild, Mr. Mondavi and Us

The Great Panic Harvest of 2009

I Love the Smell of Diesel in the Mornin...

Tomato Marmalade Part Deux Plus Poo

The Old Cinsault Soft Shoe

Hot Jammin’ Sonoma Style

Critters and Varmints and Cervidae. Oh M...

Yes I Can Can

Start a Revolution! Start a Revolution!

My True Adventures with Government Run H...

Let’s Go Baby on a Tri-Tip Safari!

In Which It is Revealed: I Am the New Pa...

He’s Saving the Planet One Salvia ...

Call These Gals the Bad News Bear-ettes ...

Here’s the One Sit Com I’ll ...

Wherein We Accept Elvis As Our King

Yes, It’s Another Donny Osmond Pos...

The Day Elvis Died

Learning Spanish with Selena

And You Thought I Was Kidding About Putt...

Contemplating Child Labor Laws

A Dickensian Terrier Tale

Food Glorious Food. We See Where It Come...

The Tomato Manifesto: An Unrecipe

More and More Mourvedre

In Which I Tell a Hawk from a Handsaw

For Our Vines Have Tender Grapes

Top Ten Posts on Left Coast Cowboys From...

Toddlin’ Through Chicago with The ...

In Which I Don’t Quite Become Blog...

Wow! Chicago is Not Like San Francisco

The Most Unpopular Kid at Blogher

Advice to Sotomayor: Go Country and You&...

The Day Loretta Lynn Saved Our Bacon

Language Immersion and Lots of Drama

The Donny Osmond Post: Where I Out Mysel...

Michael Jackson is…Michael Jackson...

A Second Look at the Man in the Mirror

Me and Michael Jackson, We’re Gene...

Top Ten Posts on Left Coast Cowboys from...

Godfathers, Guns, Norman Rockwell and a ...

The Last Living Juror in San Francisco

An Angel Goes to Heaven

Here’s What We Need: Some Wacky Co...

Farm Report Wrap-Up

The Mission Mission: Mission San Jose

Calling All (Good) Bugs

Learning Spanish with Salma Hayek, Burro...

How I Became a Happy Camper

Of Bear Flags and Drunken Miners

Random Pictology: A Two Terriers Vineyar...

What Ever Happened to Those Big Eyed Kid...

Remembering The Duke, Pilgrim

Looking at Moles. And It Ain’t Pre...

Elvis Schmelvis. Here’s the REAL K...

My Vampire Can Kick Your Vampire’s...

Saving Salma Hayek

Willie Nelson, Zen Master

I Say Tom-Ay-To. He Says Tom-Ah-To. Or W...

In the Footsteps of Tom Joad

Let Us Now Praise Western Fence Lizards

A Tale of Two Farms

I Loves You Porgy!

Where Were You in ’62? Or ’7...

So Dooce Remodeled Her Bathroom. What Am...

AARP…Ulp! I’m Not Old.

The Ne Plus Unti in Dry Creek Valley

Grape Going

Send Lawyers, Guns and Money!

Top Ten Most Popular Posts on Left Coast...

Like Grey Gardens. Only With Terriers.

Why Michelle Obama Should Be My Gardenin...

Kickin’ It Old Skool

De Young Museum Exhibits World’s M...

Around and About Two Terrier Vineyards

My New Deal Garden

The Other Road from Sanity Cruz

My Mission is Missions

Easter in the Death Trap for Children

Smooth Fox Terriers: Furry Protectors of...

The Last Real Stuckey’s in America

I Promise: No Cowboy/Horse Sex Pix Here!

The iPhone and the Rufous-Crowned Sparro...

Why Can’t Life Be Like Law & ...

Rediscovering The Johnny Cash Show

Still Thinking Roadtrips

Playing Hookey on the Cabrillo Highway

Wrapping Up That Roadtrip

Out with the Truckers and the Kickers an...

Where We Meet Nixon Near the Kitchy Cath...

In Which the Indians Take Back the Missi...

The Good, The Bad and Richard Nixon

RFD-TV: Sonoma Edition

Talk to the Blog! Cause the Facebook Ain...

No Dogs for Old Men

Rediscovering Buck Owens

Mr. Faberge, Meet Amelia May

In Big Trees Country

The Club That’s Made for You and M...

Blogging Like Mark Twain

The Rules of the Road

Bucolic San Francisco?

Top Ten Most Popular Posts on Left Coast...

Now is the Winter of My Discontent

Shamelessly Pandering to My Eastern Euro...

Selling Firewater to the White Man

Another Stephen Fowler/Wife Swap Pile-On

The Sprouts are Dead, Long Live the Fava...

Disrespected by Foxes and Brussels Sprou...

MoMo, The Red Sox, My Dad and God

More Musings on Weird Crap Brits Eat

So You Are All Complaining About the Sno...

All the Blarney on Barack O’Bama

In Which My TV Boyfriend Asks Me On a Da...

And Now For Something Completely Differe...

Free At Last! Free At Last! Thank God Al...

Of Brussels Sprouts and Blog Awards

World’s Most Beautiful Baby Enters...

Woman Gives Birth to World’s Most ...

Terrier Dancing At The Gate

Resolute with Resolutions: First the Die...

Number One in Eastern Europe!

Here’s a Great Green Christmas Pre...

Undiscovered Christmas Songs: The Come t...

Feudalism Falls on Sark. And I Have One ...

Victory Begins at Home. With a Garden.

Rest in Peace, Odetta, Voice of the Civi...

It Still Counts If You Limp Over the Fin...

Rubbing Shoulders with Celebs, Both Cowb...

Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. Except f...

Undiscovered Christmas Gems: The Dance P...

On the Last Day: A Hodge-Podge of Olives...

Ryan Lochte NAKED!

Schrid’s Amazing All-Organic Chole...

Harvest of Shame

Why England is an Island Nation: In Whic...

My Vampire Can Hand Your Vampire A Big O...

Bringing Home the BACON!

It’s Native American Heritage Mont...

Attitude Adjustment in the Shoulder Seas...

My Great Motivators: Right-Wing NutJobs

Christmas Cocktails. Ring-a-Ding-Ding-Ba...

A Fire and a Misfire

Winemaking with Barney Rubble

Why Obama Must Get a Smooth Fox Terrier

The Best Christmas Songs You’ve Ne...

What a Night!

Voting Lessons from Black Church Ladies

I think that I Shall Never See a Crane B...

Goin’ Feral On the Frontier

And Now I Can See My Imaginary Friends!

Stalking Chuck the Buck

Why the InterWebs Are Dangerous. Or You ...

Life is a Cabernet, Old Chum

I’ve Got a Girl Crush on Rachel Ma...

Rube Goldberg Would Be Proud!

Of Mice and Wine

He Fetches Dead Things

Better Winemaking Through Chemistry

Mourvedre, Grenache, Cinsault, Oh My!

The Palin Factor

Got a Problem Kid? Send ‘Em to My ...

Top Ten Cowboy Songs of All Time

Wildlife Encounters: My Own and Others

Living the Pioneer Way

The Loneliness of the Long Distance Farm...

Cinsault You Asked. . .The Great Grape H...

See Bottle Shock. Then Enjoy a Good Cali...

Hi HO Hi HO, Build a Better Workflow

Fashionista Fantasy. Or No to Coco. Make...

Bleary Wrap Up and A Word About our Spon...

Vaults, Bars, Beams and Floors

The Olympic Report Bob Costas Doesn’t Da...

Might as Well Admit It, You’re Add...

My Head is Exploding

Hydrate & Save the Earth. Get a Pen...

The Tree We Couldn’t Save

Marathon (Wo) Man

Pick a Peck of Perishable Peaches

The Brown, The Green and the Composted

The Clueless Farmers Contemplate Their P...

Oscar and Lucy Turn "Terrier"

Top Ten Reasons to Love Sonoma

School DAZE Part Deux

And He Dined with Jesus, the Easter Bunn...

When Gardening, Always Work to your Limi...

Grape Progress

Tweakin’ on Twitter

BOBCATS!

Thinking About Pigs

Just Call Me Belle Starr

In Which We Discover We Are Almost Biody...

A Tale of Two Sonomas

This is Your Brain on Cormac McCarthy

I’m Now Part of the Permanent Coll...

Gilbert & George Rule: Or How I May...

Ansel Adams Never Had a Crack Pipe

The Wino and I Know

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Rediscovering Gram Parsons

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About This Blog
A Yank. A Brit. Two Terriers. A Vineyard. And a Dream.
Being the true-life adventures of two city kids and two spoiled terriers as they transition to a life of winemaking and organic farming in Sonoma. You know Green Acres? It’s like that.
For applause and kudos, I’d prefer you leave a comment on a post. But if you are shy, contact me at lisa [at] leftcoastcowboys.com