"When earth's last picture is painted, and the tubes are twisted and dried, When the oldest colors have faded, and youngest critic has died, We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it --lie down for an aeon or two. Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall set us to work anew..." ~Rudyard Kipling~
Saturday, September 24, 2005
A Breath of Autumn
In this time of the year, the vinegarishness of wine making wafts incessantly from the Delicato Winery. A breath of autumn every state route 99 traveler knows so well.
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