Showing posts with label creation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label creation. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

The Dreaming Tree

Hi hii my sweets, did you have a lovely long weekend? I most certainly did. Hilights included:

visiting my 92-year-old great grandmother
dinner with my dashing date...
and an oyster roast to celebrate a good friend's birthday! 
I took two bottles of wine to the oyster roast: something pink and bubbly for the birthday girl (of course) and something red and delicious for myself. Have you heard of The Dreaming Tree Wines? It is a collaboration between musical genius Dave Matthews and winemaker Steve Reeder. I sampled Crush, their red blend, when we added it to our wine list at the restaurant. I'm not usually a fan of blends, but I love the smooth, fruity flavor of Crush. (Dave says it's like blackberry cobbler)
Saturday night I tried the Cabernet and it was equally delicious. These wines are crafted for people to enjoy, to share, to experience. They are made with passion, and I think you can certainly taste that in each glass. Also, they are made with respect, great care, and a commitment to sustainability. 

Now I'm no tree-hugging hippie (I mean sometimes I don't brush my hair, and I own my fair share of maxi dresses, but that's about the extent of it) but I am absolutely an advocate for stewardship and taking great care of the blessings and abundance God has given us through His creation. 

Bottom line: These are wines you can count on to be delicious. They are wines you can feel good drinking (I'm lookin at  you, Mother Nature. #kidding) And besides, wouldn't you feel significantly cooler walking into a party with Dave Matthews than Rex Goliath? Thought so. 
p.s. if I didn't win you over, their website certainly will. It is chocked full of cool videos about the wine-making process.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

the trees of the field

A great, big oak tree towers tall in the backyard. This time of year it hangs heavy with lush, green leaves. The breeze off the river rustles the tall oak's branches, and what begins as a hushed murmur soon builds to a modest applause, giving way to a standing ovation.
...and the trees of the field 
will clap their hands.
Isaiah 55:12

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