I've been walking/jogging by this oak tree on the edge of a neighbor's vineyard for years, and always regret not having a camera with me. So today I put my iPhone in my pocket, hopped on the mountain bike and tore off to get a photo of this Ichabod Crane-worthy spooky tree to enhance everyone's Oct 31 mood. Boo!
Since we never get treat-or-treaters out here in the middle of the Napa Valley, our plan for tomorrow night is to - what else? - open a bottle of Sangiovese and enjoy it with pasta topped with fresh tomato sauce (the last heirlooms and basil from my garden). Adult candy?