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my mother and I had a day out in Napa. We had lunch at Brix
in St. Helena. As per our tradition, we split everything, that way we could
have more. Vive variety. Our waiter was quite chatty, and if I may say quite
cute.
After lunch we drove up to a tiny winery by Calistoga to hear the Carols
in the Caves.
As I drove, we passed a rainbow. Glowing in the light. Translucent clear at
it's base. Just right over there. I’d have chased it, but really why, when
there was wine and music ahead.
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The acoustics in the cave behind the winery were incredible. Reverberating
the sound of the Christmas Carols around and in and through. As always, it
was an eclectic mix of carols played on a wide range of instruments. It was
a five dulcimer day. It was “A carol of the bells” played on a North
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It was a “We Three Kings” played on a psalter day. It was a carols on steel
drums and pan pipes and celtic harp and Tibetan singing bowls and voices
day. Voices, because we sang too. Also. As well. Not a yule tide, but a
yule sing.
Have I mentioned the really bad puns and the jester hat and the laughter in
the cave as we made with the holiday mood.
Good stuff. Life am good and Merry Yule.
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Damn we looked good. No I mean, really. Oh, and you know other people
looked pretty too. But damn we looked good.
The dancing was excellent, if as is generally true at Christmas, a sad,
mad crush.
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