White Wine Grape Picking Adventure

The juice of the grape is the liquid quintessence of concentrated sunbeams. 

 --- Thomas Love Peacock

Since moving to Omaha, Carter has been finding all sorts of fun and interesting activities to help me feel more at home.  Our first weekend here, we had the opportunity to go out to a small vineyard and harvest white wine grapes! The experience was an absolute dream!

The day was lovely -- cool, cloudy, and not too humid.

These grapes were of the Brianna varietal. They tasted seedy and delicious, like jam!

By the end of the day, we (and about a half a dozen others) had picked almost 2 thousand pounds of grapes! 

   

We all had so much fun, even little Felicity!

Needless to say, the Brianna is now one of our favorite wines!

Easter Joys

Our first Easter as a married couple was quite lovely! Having gone to the Vigil Mass, I awoke early and prepared breakfast...biscuit breakfast sandwiches (eggs for Carter, and none for me, of course), potatoes, and watermelon slices.  We set off to eat our picnic feast under a beautiful willow tree in our condo complex, which we had been eyeing for some time. Later, after making a carrot bundt cake, we headed to my parents for a family celebration with lots of food and basketball! All in all, it was a joy filled day! Alleluia!

Carter's Easter Basket.

 

                             

Fresh faced.

Carter's Favorite.

A Poem

When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high-piled books, in charact'ry,
Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain;
When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour!
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love!—then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink.

~John Keats