Tuesday, May 28, 2013
148/365: What Every Home Needs
Gnome themed furniture! And a bargain at $149. At that price, I'll get two sets.
Monday, May 27, 2013
147/365: Grapelets
The term is not grapelets, but that's how I think of them. The blossoms have been pollinated and fallen away and the baby grapes are just emerging. This is Mourvedre.
Sunday, May 26, 2013
146/365: Early Girl?
To my mind, Early Girls are not the most interesting heirlooms. But they hold out the promise of giving me tomatoes in June. Here it is Memorial Day Weekend and I'm only seeing one little green tomato. Early Girls never rise early for me.
Saturday, May 25, 2013
145/365:Mission San Miguel
On the way back from Paso Robles, we visited one of my favorite of the California missions, little Mission San Miguel in the town of the same name. This mission is often overlooked, but it is the only mission still sporting its original fresco artwork. The art was the concept of one man, a Native American, who decorated the entire mission with only a few apprentices (also Native American) He is known as the Michelangelo of the Missions and, in between the pseudo Greek and Roman columns and motifs the padres had him paint, he wove in birds, flowers and plants that were sacred to his tribe. (For instance, a motif of a baptismal font is rendered as an Abalone shell.) So this mission is as much about Native cosmology as it is about Catholic iconography. I took many more pictures of this mission a few years ago when I went on my Mission Mission. See that set here: www.flickr.com/photos/atweed/sets/72157624861831447/with/...
Friday, May 24, 2013
144/365: Wine Tasting!
We went to a wine-soaked private tasting and dinner at Tablas Creek. It's no coincidence that, in this picture, I'm seeing my friends through the haze of wine glasses. It was that kind of night.
Thursday, May 23, 2013
143/365: BEANZ!
I've made a resolution to eat more vegetarian meals and more beans. However, I should really be cooking my own beans.
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
142/365: Onions!
These are from my garden. And even though they are big, they are sweet. I think I planted Walla Walla, but I forget.
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