Old Vines…

“Wine enters through the mouth,Love, the eyes.I raise the glass to my mouth,I look at you,I sigh.” William Butler Yeats I am not a wine writer.  I’m a wine drinker.  Quite good at it, too.  The drinking part, that is.  In fact, I’m drinking right now, as I write.  But when reading other people’s words … Continue reading Old Vines…

Far and Away…

“I alternate between feeling sympathetic toward humanity and being a misanthrope. When I’m sympathetic, it usually means I haven’t been around people in awhile.” John R. Lindensmith There is a farmhouse, a mas, in the countryside some miles outside of Arles.  It is not terribly accessible – I only noted it from the elevated aspect … Continue reading Far and Away…

Ouefs de Caille

“An egg is always an adventure; the next one may be different.”  Oscar Wilde Maximilien’s latest favorite gouter (snack)? The hard-boiled ovum of Coturnix Coturnix. And whereas he has many of the same food limitations of other four-year-olds, he continues to walk his own path in many respects:  He pleads for a couple cloves of … Continue reading Ouefs de Caille