What if our literal back yards have more effect on the shape of our lives than the resources that are available to us regionally? An interesting vein of thought. More here.
While the posting volume here at Encore has drizzled down to just about shy of nothing, for several particular reasons, and some general, let it not be said that I fail to provide diverting reading for those who care to read what I’ve been reading:
Something about wine ratings.
Anyway. In other news, the 1/2 gallon of cherry plum wine I managed to put under glass the other week is so far fucking kick ass. (Excuse the profanity. I’ve been reading http://saignee.wordpress.com/2010/08/12/the-new-scale/.) Chalk the fact I’ve only got a half gallon of it up to the fact I was busy increasing the postage volume of this blog. Yeah.
Also, I’ve been canning tomatoes.