Of all the budget-priced wines in the $5 – $6 range, Fisheye from south eastern Australia is by far my favorite (and I’m cheap, so I’ve tried most of them). Every Fisheye wine that I have sampled is smooth and tasty and this 2016 Pinot Noir is no different.
It truly makes me happy to spend only $5 on a bottle of wine and not regret it in the morning.
This Pinot Noir is just a touch spicy with a hint of cinnamon over a smooth base of medium red fruit and a bit of oak. Check out the beautiful ruby red hue!
Other pertinent facts: 13.5% alcohol, pairs well with pepper-jack cheese and Club crackers, no headache. Did I mention $5?
Time lapse video of the sunset as seen from my back yard. January 21, 2017. Los Lunas, New Mexico
The last few months have been incredibly abundant but, into every life a season of newness must occur from time to time, and that season is now.
New location, new house filled with new stuff and, last but not least, a bouncing baby new car.
It’s a 2017 Chevrolet Cruze and, while I’ve never had a car this big, this red, or this American before, I have to admit that I am completely smitten with it. Lots of giddy-up and great gas mileage to boot!
Suffice to say, life is good in 2018. 🙂
I got home a little later than I meant to but here is tonight’s sunset.
This first video is from tonight’s sunset.
The others are a mix of sunrises and sunsets. All are shot in the last couple weeks from my yard in Los Lunas with an iPhone 6 SE.
Last night’s sunset. January 8, 2018
Sunset. January 2, 2018
Sunset. December 31, 2017
Sunrise. January 6, 2018
Sunset. January 3, 2018
Sunrise. January 1,2018.
New Mexico. Xavier and I have been here for a little over a month now and all I do is stare at the sky. I have loads of photos, time lapse videos, and wine reviews to get posted but for now I’ll settle for the photos.
All images created with the iPhone 6 SE and Snapseed. Most are shot from my yard.
Our time here in Maryland grows short. Big transactions are taking place and in a few months our new house (from Clayton Homes) will be delivered to this land near the Manzano Mountains in New Mexico.
It is what keeps me going day after day.
I grew up on this land and it’s time to go home and be near my family.
I can’t wait to visit all the local wineries and be able to buy wine at Costco and Trader Joe’s (can’t do that in Maryland). Did you know there is a winery in Albuquerque that has both red and green chili wine?
Most importantly, Xavier and I want an actual home that is not an apartment. We want to have our own space, our own yard, a workshop; our very own hippie homestead with wind turbines, solar panels, and rain collection barrels. (And Wi-Fi… don’t forget the Wi-Fi)
But we want a certain type of lifestyle too. We want to fly light.
That means living with low overhead. Buying a home that is easily affordable instead of barely affordable. We’re minimalist in that regard. We want to spend our money on adventures and experiences instead of on unnecessarily inflated bills.
At first we had planned to buy a tiny house but that proved to be impractical for a whole host of technical reasons, like zoning laws say for instance. As it turned out, it made a whole lot more sense to buy a manufactured home. It’s still small but not so tiny that it has a weed sprayer shower or an electric hotplate for a stove plus I won’t have to be hoisting my dog up a ladder every night when we go to bed.
I really didn’t want to hoist my dog up a ladder.
Anyway, New Mexico awaits, the wheels in the sky are turning and all we have to do is stay the course.
So long Maryland and hello New Mexico!
fierce clouds fading
on the mother road at night
waiting for a ride
I intended to write an eloquent soliloquy in farewell to 2016 but my neighbors are playing their music so fucking loud that my dishes are rattling so let’s talk about that instead.
There are many compelling reasons to move away from the apartment life and chief among them is neighbors. Neighbors and their music, kids, friends with benefits leaving their cars all over the place, dogs that they don’t clean up after, and their sticky discarded mattresses in the dumpster.
People can be disgustingly annoying and adult human beings should not share common walls with one another.
By this time next year I’ll be writing from the breakfast nook of my new home in Los Lunas, New Mexico.
But a whole lot of stuff has to happen before that outcome can materialize.
There is money to make, contracts to sign, school to attend, credit to repair, land to be cleaned up and a house to buy. The massive river of inertia is once again being rerouted only this time it leads back to the southwest.
The east coast is alright, it’s green, the squirrels are cute and the ocean is nifty but I don’t belong here. It’s not in my blood.
In 2017 Xavier and I are both going back to school. The time has come to sharpen the ax. In the meantime I am working in the print and marketing department at the nation’s largest supplier of stapler accessories. It’s ok for now. It’s consistent income which is more than I can say for the fitness industry. I’m going after a degree in computer science though so the copy machines are temporary. It’s not a bad job but I want more money, a lot more money.
I feel like I have underutilized my intellectual capacity. I want to do something that makes me feel smart and pays the bills. I’ve discovered plenty of ways not to accomplish this and I no longer have the wherewithal for messing around with mindfuck MLMs. If you’ve been flirting with the disaster known as “home based business”, let me save you some valuable time and money with this one piece of advice.
If you want to make real money, learn real skills.
Peddling bogus nutritional products or whatever imaginary system that Empower Network sells is not a real skill and the longer you leave your hand in the fire the more in debt you’re likely to become. Are they scams? No, but they’re bullshit games of hot potato; passing the buck on a product that is inherently worthless until or unless you can pass it off to someone else by convincing them that you know the “secret” when all along it was only hypnotic smoke and unicorn tears.
So, like I said, it’s time to hit the books, to grow the brain, to work smarter not harder and to invest in our future.
Let’s call 2017 The Year Of The Wolf. The year of strong connection with instincts and intuition, high intelligence, loyalty and communication.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go break my neighbor’s stereo.
is this how it ends?
an unkindness of ravens
killing on the desert floor