If this were your lunch spot following a 1.5-hour horse ride, would you want to come back home and push papers around a desk in a windowless office? I'm just sayin'.
This evening, in efforts to shake ourselves out of the waking dream that we've been in since our return, db, our pal J, and I took a walk around the farm where J lives, doing our best to tramp in the newly cut fields, pretending they were rolling hills, and really looking at the pond and the rocks as if seeing them for the first time (we did see frogs mating for the first time). Birds, crickets, frogs, fresh air. Not even close to Argentina, but wonderful for Chatham Co., NC. And the moon tonight. Gorgeous.
We shared an easy, delicious meal, which ended, as it should, in giggles and toasts over -- what else -- Argentine wine. By the way, the nicest, smoothest, most versatile, good anytime wine we had down South was the Santa Julia Sangiovese 2003. Mmm mmmm. Their Temperanillo-Malbec fusion was tasty, too. There's another wine that was great -- starts with an 'N' -- but I'm blanking and I don't have my notes near me, so that will have to wait until my next inevitable sad-sack pining entry.
Tunes tonight: Magnetic Fields' "69 Love Songs" was playing in the background, and no matter how many times I've heard it, I'm still amazed by Stephin Merritt's lyrical mojo. Some of it is just damn clever. Highly recommended.
Gringo Blogging? What about Saturday Munch Blogging?
Posted by: The Heretik | Saturday, 26 March 2005 at 09:04 AM
I envy you. Argentina is high on my list of places I want to go. Thanks for posting the beautiful photos.
Posted by: Diane | Saturday, 26 March 2005 at 09:36 PM
Hi, Diane--
Thanks for dropping by. I urge you to put Argentina at the head of your list! Beautiful people, land, food, vibe. I'm convinced it might be Heaven.
Posted by: ae | Sunday, 27 March 2005 at 08:00 PM