Exploring the frontiers of execrable hotel coffee in this fair land. At a fairly fancy hotel currently sampling possibly the worst latte I have ever tried. #bocaraton

Travel agent must be severely punished, perhaps caning? Wait, i booked my own reservations.

The rain 🌧️ has been great for the cover crop this spring but now comes the time to hoe, at least enough to find the little vines to train them.

Finding myself in Tampa, FL. this morning, land of all sorts of slightly discomfiting bugs. I don’t even want to think about how much insecticide is used in hotels to keep the issue somewhat under control.

Surrendered my can of shaving cream to the authorities at the airport. Waco style confrontation averted.

Utterly defeated by the X-word this morning. Maybe not enough sleep, imminent travel, sunspots, who knows? But the Bee I aced.

I am so utterly relieved that the Ukraine Aid Bill has passed. It did appear for a while that we were all too capable of allowing our deepest values to fall away.

Barely begun to unpack my bag and ready to hit the road again. This trip is mercifully brief but rather too far.

It has been weeks since I've been out at the vineyard (I've been traveling) and I can't wait to see how far the vines have come in the last two weeks.

Writing label copy this morning for the new batch of @popelouchum wines. I love the representation of terroir through the use of the Fibonacci series (one of God's Greatest Hits.)

Today is MRI day. As the Stones put it so succinctly in the day: What a drag it is getting old….

Fell asleep with the light on and now up and compelled to try again

Tasting through the #languageofyes wines today to finalize the blends. Holding out hope that all the wines can be bottled without filtration.

No, I didn’t eat something exotic late at night before bed but did have the strangest dreams. In which featured the Former Guy in a villainous role; he or one of his minions pushed me blindfolded on to a roller coaster. Metaphorically, not much of a stretch.

I have electrical issues in every aspect of my life it seems. My battery chargers (in both the figurative and literal sense) need charging themselves

Very pleased to be back home at last. At least for a few days before hitting the road, Jacques.

A very long day of flying and driving today. And waiting. Plenty of that.

As Putney Swope’s girlfriend promised, “I’m gonna bend your Johnson.”

On a Greyhound bus to Western Mass. it’s been a while since I’ve ridden on a bus.

A very full day peddling wine and discoursing on the subject at exhaustive length in the greater Boston area. I imagine that salespeople have preternatural endurance to do this 5 days a week.