An Evening at Pomar Junction Winery

This evening we visited Pomar Junction Winery to sit under the oak trees, listen to some mellow music, snack a bit, and of course enjoy some wine.  Grab a glass of wine and join us!

Pomar Junction is located where El Pomar and South El Pomar intersect, east of Templeton and about 4 miles from our house.

Merlot grapes

Our little picnic table

Colorful bottles

Roger, Miss Charlene, and Vic

Tom, Joanne and Barbara

The winery has a railroad theme, with several old railroad cars and signs, and sell these cute little rubber ducks in the gift shop.

We appreciated the large shady trees.

Time to go home!

Colorful Crop

We were driving into San Luis Obispo from Morro Bay on Sunday along Los Osos Valley Road (known as LOVR for short).  Anyway, the land in this valley is quite rich and is planted in many kinds of vegetables.  But occasionally, they plant flowers for seeds. 

On one side of the road were yellow marigolds........

and orange marigolds. 

Then a few miles down the road was a field with a variety of flowers.

These photos don't do the flowers justice....they were so  beautiful.

Just for fun, I took the photo above and altered it in Photoshop to make it more "painterly".

Just Peachy

Last week we got about half a bushel of wonderfully tasty Elberta Fay peaches (straight off the tree).  Well, not exactly "straight off the tree", but straight off, then they traveled about 100 miles to Morro Bay, then we got them and drove them to Templeton.  These are undoubtedly the best peaches I've ever eaten.  Anyway,....we have been eating peaches everyday!  And.......

I made a peach pie!   And.............

Some peach preserves (with rum)! 

And I still have peaches. 
Yum!

Holy Chilies

A small wall hanging (about 8" x 8")

I scanned my photo of "Chimayo Holy Chilies" onto cloth, then sewed it to a gold background.  Free motion stitching with metallic threads, vintage lace, rickrack, old jewelery, hand rolled paper beads, old buttons with bead dangles.  Click on photo for a larger view.

Along Highway 1

Nothing  beats a summer outing along Highway 1 toward Big Sur.  The Blue skies and sparkling waves were a beautiful sight.  Most of the elephant seals were gone from the beach - probably stocking up on groceries, but there were a few big bullies roaring in the surf.  More tourists than seals, though.

Our goal today was lunch at Ragged Point - always a favorite stopping point.  Lunch is always tasty, and the views are spectacular!

Wind surfing always looks like a lot of fun, but I'm content to just watch - don't think I would want to try it out!

Happy Birthday Kristen!

August 6th is Kristen's Birthday!  Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday, dear Kristen, Happy birthday to you!  Wish I was in Denver to bake you a little lamb cake - I think it was your favorite!

1st Birthday

2nd B irthday

3rd Birthday!

Orange Corps de Ballet

The sunset last night looked like a line of ballerinas in orange tutus dancing across the sky.

Then the prima ballerina leaves the line for her solo.

And her partner leaps onstage to accompany her.

Front row seat, stage center!
My life is pretty exciting, don't you think!

Day 3 of Our Trip

We spent the 3rd day of our trip (the 4th of July) watching the parade in the small town of Columbia.  Columbia was a California gold rush boom town founded in 1850 that lives on as a state preserved historic park and a National Historic Landmark.  We found a bench on the shady side of the street and watched the parade go by.  It was a typical small town parade, but with a historic slant. 

This gentleman was across the street from us and entertained people with his impromptu songs.

After lunch in Sonora, we meandered back roads and got hopelessly lost on the unmarked dirt roads trying to reach Twain Harte, a small vacation community about 15 miles east of Sonora.  Named after Mark Twain, and Bret Harte, 2 authors who wrore of the gold rush, it is a picturesque little village (we did finally find it!).  

The next day we headed for State Highway 49 and home (with a stop in Oakhurst at a favorite barbeque cafe!).

The End.