Two weekends ago we had an open house at our winery. Two of my sisters, Cali and Bella, and one of my brothers, Bishop, attended. Here we are running through the vineyard.
Monday, November 30, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
After a long 10 days of searching for my dad, and posting signs and contacting all of the neighbors and our local restaurant Cucina Italiana, our local bar Turtle Rock, The Pope Valley Store, all the vet clinics, the animal shelters in two counties and placing an ad in the Napa Valley Register, we got a call yesterday from a neighbor on Pritchard Hill. Gwen had found Charlie wandering on the road and because he had no collar she assumed he was abandoned so she opened her car door and he jumped in. For the next week he lived in luxury on a beautiful estate overlooking Lake Hennessey. Gwen had been preoccupied with other matters in her life, and because Charlie was such a pleasant and polite house guest, she let him stay until she realized that he was missing his family and that he must have a home somewhere. She looked in the lost and found section of the paper and knew she had the lost dog described in the ad. She called our home and my mom Holly, Bean, Susan and Melissa and I raced to the car, drove down the canyon and up the mountain to fetch him. He was so happy to see us and yet sad to leave his new friends. Before coming home he gave us the grand tour around his vacation home and as I jumped up over the stone wall to join the tour I realized that I had just shown Susan and Melissa that I do know how to jump, oops!
We all have collars and id tags now, thanks to Nanci our best friend in the world!
Thursday, October 22, 2009
It has been too busy at the ranch to sit down and update my blog. Between harvesting, crushing, pressing, filling barrels, barrel fermenting and organizing the winery so all of these events can run smoothly, I am too exhausted at night. Now, we are faced with the disappearance of my dad, Charlie who was last seen on the ranch about 4 pm last Sunday. Here is the information, please pray for his safe return.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Wow what a week it was. On Tuesday we picked Zinfandel, on Wednesday we picked Zinfandel. On Thursday we picked Chardonnay and on Friday and Saturday we picked Zinfandel. We started out with very small crews because everyone in the valley was picking grapes after our big heat wave last week. Later each morning more people came to help. The grapes are really yummy. Yesterday, I didn't feel very well after eating those really sweet Zinfandel grapes. I went home in the afternoon and stayed there all evening. I felt better when it was time to go to bed.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Another great weekend at the ranch. Lots of people stayed at the B&B including my sister Cali and her parents Susan & Per. It was really hot so we played in the water and had fun running through the floppy plants and cool grass. Then Per gave us treats which we all enjoyed.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
Friday, September 18, 2009
I don't know what all the hoopla was over. An African prince came to visit the winery on Wednesday evening. He came with an entourage of fancy cars and serious looking men. Those men stood guard around the prince as Jim gave him and his girlfriend a wine tasting. Then they all drove off. Well, Susan thinks I'm the prince of RustRidge and I have my own entourage of family, cats and horses.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Saturday morning was quite different from my usual carefree days. Everybody got up early and went to the vineyard. There was a crew of guys and a tractor driver and they were picking the grapes that they call Sauvignon Blanc. Wow, were they sweet! Bean (Melissa's dog) my mom (Holly) and my dad (Charlie) all went with me to be part of the harvest. It had rained a little bit in the night so all of the dust had settled and there was a bit of rain and lightning early in the day. Very cool. Then the grapes came in and they started all the crush equipment and the grapes were dropped into the press. I was exhausted by then and decided to lay down in a flower bed. My mom chose to snooze on the crush pad.