Friday, May 25, 2018

What a grey May.

Today, I did a Google search on how to spell the sound one makes when blowing a raspberry, as I hadn't the foggiest.  Luckily, others before me had seemingly pondered the same complex, philosophical question and so I learnt that a cartoonist, Berkeley Breathed (Bloom County), had spelled it thus, "PPTHHPTHPFFTHPPPT."  It doesn't sound quite wet enough, if you ask me, but for wont of a better spelling it is the spelling that I am going to adopt on my blog when I need to convey my especial distaste for something.  So here goes: PPTHHPTHPFFTHPPPT! to the month of May.
I had predicted, earlier in the year, that it was probably going to be a rather short winter.  I was wrong, very wrong, it still feels like winter.  It's been a cool and grey spring.  It has been unusually windy for about three weeks now and this past week the temps have been down in the low 60s.  Then, today, it rained.  Sigh.
However, despite the coolness, we finally have bloom in Vinoland.  I'd guesstimate that the Pinot grigio vines are almost two weeks behind their average bloom date.  Not that Mother Nature works on any particular viticultural-schedule, bloom-time is different every year, but the vines do seem to be particularly tardy this year.  Once again,  PPTHHPTHPFFTHPPPT!!!

4 comments:

Dennis Tsiorbas said...

VG: Your posts often kick-starts me on odd tangents! "Tangent" is the closest I'll come to wine though. Today's post has me going back to the sixties:
I Think It's Going To Rain Today

Vinogirl said...

NHW: Mmm, Tangent Albariño, yum.
As for songs, I'd prefer something like 'Here Comes the Sun.'

Dennis Tsiorbas said...

Ha!
Having raised to wonderful boys I'll have to go with Raffi.

Vinogirl said...

NHW: Any 'sun' song is a happy song in my estimation.