We ran out to the Suisun Valley last evening to capture a few images of the grapes while they were still on the vine.
A Good Harvest
These grapes were due to be picked very early this morning. I don’t need to tell you that these grapes will make some luscious red wine.
Autumn is Nearing
What I do need to tell you is that the Suisun Valley is an up and coming place to go taste wine. It was just written up in The North Bay Business Journal and there are some, long established, Napa wineries that are moving into this valley.
Calm Before the Harvest
It’s not very far to go for many of us. It doesn’t have the crowds, the expensive tasting fees, or trouble with parking.
It does have friendly people, good wine, and lovely picnic areas. You’d better go try it before the word gets out. I am lucky; it’s virtually in my backyard.
Quiet Little Valley
In a few weeks this valley will be ablaze of yellows, reds, and oranges. The harvest is in and Autumn is here. Drink in all those colors that life has to offer.
Last week I had a lovely time in Golden Gate Park with my family. It was breezy and overcast but it didn’t dampen our spirits while we shared a picnic together. It is times like those, that I want to hold in my mind and never forget.
Sierra Forget Me Nots
With that thought in mind, I think it is about time to share a poem that I wrote in 1989. It is ageless, as are my memories, and was inspired by a phone call from an old friend.
Every time I look at these flowers in my yard, they bring me memories of the Mendocino Coast.
Poppy in Golden Gate Rose Garden
Poppy from our day in the park; another special memory.
Stop at Marin Headlands Look back at San Francisco
These photos are worth a thousand words. What I like most about them, is the way they flood me with wonderful memories. If you’ve been thinking about someone a lot, why don’t you give them a call? (Didn’t PacBell have a slogan? “reach out and touch someone”) We all know people who, when you see each-other or talk on the phone, it seems as though no time has passed between you. Those are the people this poem was written for, so if you are a friend or former classmate, this poem’s for you. You’ve given me lovely memories that I truly cherish.
It took me a couple of weeks to put this posting together. I needed the assistance of my grand-daughter. She was staying over and took Great Grandma’s childhood dolly and chair and moved it from upstairs to downstairs for a party. We ran out of time so I put the dolly (she calls her Jasmine) on the chair and moved her to the side of the living room to wait for the conclusion of the party.
I knew my grand-daughter would be back later that week and I went in search of the tea party set. Dolly was waiting when she arrived and the tea set was on the dining room table.
Preparing for Tea Time
She was delighted to see the tea set and quickly moved Dolly to the family room. She set everything up and started to play. She suddenly turned to tell me that she had forgotten something upstairs (off she ran)…….I thought I knew what it was and I was correct……
Teddy Bears Tea Party
Dolly had invited some of her best friends to have tea and play along.
I do so love watching my grand children play. It takes me back to younger, less encumbered days. I encourage you to find your own escape with a friend. One of my favorite things to do, is to leisurely spend time with people while having a picnic. I suppose it is my grownup tea party of sorts. Go out and do something fun with someone you care about. Life really is too short; we should spend as much time as possible with the people we love and cherish.
Go seize today or at least make plans for this weekend.