I have so much more to say, so much more to recount and tell and share, but for now, at least, this word will have to be enough.
There are reasons for my random, inconsistent, fly-by-night shouting into the dark, but, mostly, it has been a time for silence.
A time of repose. Rest. Venture. Sabbatical. Reflection. Longing. Paradox. Sojourn.
It is not that I have nothing to offer, as feeble and frail and fragile as it is--as I am--but it's everything that I've always considered. Everything that has dared to emerged when the fire runs low and the world turns cold.
When rivulets of thought coalesce with blood and bitterness and bile and beer.
It's a general, prevailing fascination with the contradictions of meaning and purpose and love and futility. The equations of loss and sorrow and time and mortality. The mysteries of wonder and grace and presence and finitude.
For now, though, for this day, for this week of cultural, religious, and national "Thanksgiving," I am more interested in our own recitations of privilege and blessing as we disavow them before the day is done, before our gluttony and plenty and affluence have enough time to digest.
It is, of course, the irony that as we honor gods who represent the whitewashed violence and genocide and history of this day, we thank and worship our respective deities for their provision and protection, notwithstanding their inability (or refusal) to do the same for others who are suffering in a myriad of disturbing, unsettling ways.
Beyond this glaring, subtle dichotomy is a truth more damning still:
that this deeply American holiday is merely a front for what we are actually celebrating.
And while our lip service is still hanging on barbed, thirsty tongues, we will spit it out in obsession and excess and curses and consumerist greed.
All for the sake of a good deal.....as if what we really needed could ever be bought or found out "there." As if we and they and joy and peace and kindness could actually be for sale.
As if what we have is not, in fact, enough.
HERE SHE IS - Stoller Family Estate Chardonnay out of Dundee Hills, Willamette, Oregon. Should you be looking for a bright, fully dry, sappy, sassy and AFFORDABLE Oregon Chardonnay, here she is. Stainless steel fermented and aged, it layers in lemon, grapefruit and apple backed with ample crisp acidity. $25 at @neighborhoodcellar
YOU’LL LOVE THIS PINOT - Evening Land ‘Seven Springs’ 2015 Pinot Noir out of Eola-Amity Hills Willamette, Oregon. Subtly powerful and rich, with expressive black cherry and spicy cinnamon aromas and layered plum and licorice flavors that build towards refined tannins. Take home a bottle or ask the guys for a different Pinot in your price point. We’ve got it all.
IT’S TURLEY TIME -
2016 Cinsault From Bechthold Vineyard, Lodi Ca just received 90 pts Robert Parker and Ian’s a fan. This is a deliciously drinkable red. Expressive aromas of orange rind, Griotte cherry, wild strawberry, dried herbs and flower petals. Medium-bodied, juicy & mouthwatering with melting tannins & sweet core of fruit and fragrant finish. Perfect for Turkey 🦃
This is the only kind of impact we should leave on the beach! Had so much fun running around on the beaches in California and came across these teepees made from logs washed ashore. Use what nature gives you to fuel your creativity⛺️ “Take only memories, leave only footprints” –Chief Seattle