I fought back tears as we drove away. It was so much fun. Tom is exhausted at night, but thanks his lucky stars every morning when he wakes up to this.
I think I could live in his working trailer for a long time if I got to live somewhere as beautiful as this. My days were spent cleaning his work/living place, medicating a sick hawk, cooking for several hungry workers, and blaring my car horn at invading starlings while scaring the crap out of the occasional car full of half drunk wine tasters (not intentionally of course!). We flew falcons, saved and released a wild Shrike from a sparrow trap, munched on table grapes fresh from the vine, chatted with another falconer about growing up in Ireland, learned to strum on an Irish Banjo, flew kites… need I go on. One more month and Tom will be home. All these pictures were taken with my iphone 4. I didn’t even take my dslr out of the bag.
This Vons has the largest canning section I have ever seen! My local store only has two types of jars and they are nearly impossible to find.
This was our favorite stop on the way home. Bubblegum Alley in San Luis Obispo, California. Brae insisted, apparently Judy Moody has been here. Yes that is all chewed up gum, 2-4 inches thick down the entire length of both walls. Yes, it is nasty, but smells a lot better then you think.
*Due to naughty job poachers (yes, seriously) I cannot tell you exactly what vineyard that we are on or where, only that we are somewhere off the 101 freeway from Santa Barbara to Paso Robles. In August it’s Paradise here.