More than a perfect spot to grow important grape varieties well, Ghielmetti, or Out From Land, as it came to be called by my family, became the center of a vision for living that captivates to this day. Nestled in the 100 acres of vines is an olive grove of 111 trees that produces gorgeous oil. The arroyos, which twist vineyard blocks along a many-degreed axis, are home to fox, coyote, and wild turkey. In some spots, they are deeper than the roof of a house and hold mysteries in the strata of their geologic adornment. On the bights of land that are the push to the old watercourse’s pull, young kids made forts from old wine pallets, and there is room on those small promontories for citrus and avocado and the other comestible necessities for delicious daily dining.
In the Middle of the Night, Thinking of Wine
I was awoken in the middle of the night last night by a vision of the life I live — one that is beholden to the fates of Nature