Wine, Dahlias, and Global Warming

I don't know if you've noticed, boozers, but it's October in Seattle and it's 70 degrees and gorgeously sunny and dry. It's totally friggin weird. Has global warming arrived? Yikes! The Wino will have another (large) glass of the fabulously priced Quattro Mani Montepulciano d'Abruzzo she's drinking this afternoon before she thinks about that any more.

One result of this glorious and strange weather, is the crazy number of dahlias blooming in The Wino's yard right now. They're overgrown and tangled into each other—the consequence of the near constant sun and The Wino's near constant neglect. They're a mess, but they are kind-of a beautiful mess.

Cheers!