Sunday, October 8, 2017

The Wine Trail...

...led to Warner's in downtown Holland this weekend...celebrating 80 years as a winery in west Michigan...Karen found a sweet red she liked...I'm sticking with Pinot Noir when I drink wine...but I have to admit I'm solidly in Mark Twain's camp when it comes to enjoying a libation:

"Too much of anything is bad, but too much good whiskey is barely enough."

We then wandered a bit, enjoying the downtown area...

We also stopped by a pumpkin patch and bought some of that seasonal fruit...
...currently decorating yard and home...
...and yes, pumpkins are a fruit...just don't include them in your next fruit salad.

Watched Their Finest again on Friday...

...truly enjoy that film within a film, set during the Blitz in London in 1940...some great performances by all three stars, Gemma Arterton, Sam Claflin and Bill Nighy.

Saturday we opted for Forget Paris...
...a truly insightful film about making a relationship work with some great ensemble cast acting.  Crystal had a string of these types of movies where he gave serious treatment to important subjects but did so by masterfully blending comedy and drama...well worth your time.

I abandoned "simple golf" (3 clubs: mashie, niblick, putter) this weekend...
...in favor of adding a 4th club...a brassie (wood).  I have a long history of not being able to hit a wood worth beans, but I spent the evenings last week practicing with whiffle golf balls in my back yard.

Result?  I still can't hit a wood worth beans, but I did make a little progress...enough so it's found a place in my Sunday bag as the 4th club now.

And the few times in my two rounds of 9 this weekend when I did actually hit it more or less correctly, it shortens the hole.  #5 is a 170 yard par 3 and if I hit my mashie really well I'm within 10 yards of the green...most of the time I'm within 30 yards or so of the green.

Saturday I used my brassie from the tee and was actually about 10 yards above the pin, which means I hit it about 180 yards, right down the pike.  Not bad for me.

This afternoon we dashed the 12 miles down to Douglas to visit the antique mall there...when we pulled up someone had parked a black, 1959 Studebaker Silver Hawk nearby...didn't get a pic of that particular car, but below is a pic of one:
Nice ride - love those tail fins - and they don't cost a ton for a vintage car...around $20k for a decent one.

Tonight Karen spotted a fox in our backyard right after sunset...
...sorry for the poor resolution but it was getting dark quickly...point is I guess we have a fox to go along with the turkeys, deer, squirrels and etc.  Hope (s)he doesn't develop a taste for cats.

Still have a workout to do, some Notions stuff and then if any time remains, some writing on TAT...Frank and John have found their way to Palm Springs after an unexpected break in filming His Glorious Night...promises to be exciting...

later, mcm fans...

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