While Catherine’s on a romantic getaway with her hubby, I’ll be manning the helm of the blog machine this week – stand back…  Chatting with our guests each morning at breakfast about their many adventures exploring Northern California, I can’t help but notice that I’m hearing so many of our guests rave about so many of the same activities.  And, not just adventures here in the Russian River Valley, but out on the Sonoma Coast, in the towns of Healdsburg and Sebstopol, up in the Dry Creek Valley and Alexander Valley, and even over in the Napa Valley – all easy drives from us and all chocked-full of great discoveries.  Now, here’s the catch, everyone knows about our fabulous wines, Pinot Noir, Chardonnay, Syrah… but did you know that there is so much more to do than drink wine in wine country?  Of course, you can’t come to the Sonoma Wine County without drinking some wine, and in no way am I suggesting you skip the wine.  I’m just saying there’re lots of great finds in addition to tasting all of our fantastic wines!   So, I’ve polled our guests and I’ve polled our concierge team and – are you ready? –  we’ve come up with a list of the Top 10 Things to Do in California Wine Country (imagine reading this with a drum roll in the back ground!) other than WINE TASTING (gasp!)!  Here goes…

1. Blackberries – It’s blackberry season.  They grow everywhere and they taste so good.  Pull over on the side of the road and pick a few handfuls.  You won’t be sorry.  They taste like summer. 
2. Live Music Sundays at C. Donatiello Winery – Yes it’s a winery and yes you can drink wine.  But, in addition to their stellar portfolio of wines, they manage to pull in some of the best acts in wine country for their FREE summer concert series. 
3. Zip-lining through the Redwoods – They’re big, they’re beautiful and you can see them from an all new vantage point – 100 feet up in the air!
   

   Zipping through the Redwood Trees

4. Overlook at Lake Sonoma – Take in one of the most majestic views in all of wine country form the overlook at Lake Sonoma located a the north end of the Dry Creek Valley.  And, if you happen to be there on a Sunday morning, enjoy a Ranger led bird walk.
5. Olive oil tasting at Dry Creek Olive Company – Some of the best olive oil to be found, no designated driver required!
6. Walk the lakes at Riverfront Park – Just a few miles down the road from us, this park is a nesting site for the great blue heron, North America’s largest wading water bird.  Their nests can be spotted high in the trees.
7. Windsor’s Thursday Music on the Green and Farmers Market – Great local produce and great bands.  Bring a famous Farmhouse picnic or pick something up from one of the many vendors.
8. Safari West – Home to over 400 wild and exotic animals. This 400-acre wildlife preserve is part zoo and part jeep safari adventure. Get up close and personal with a giraffe or cheetah.
   

   Getting up close and personal with a giraffe!

9. Segway Tours of Healdsburg – Great itineraries and a travel speed where you can really enjoy the scenery.  Added bonus, you get to brag to all your friends back home that you segwayed your way through wine country!
10. Oysters Hog Island – Have an oyster picnic at a real live oyster farm.  Never mind the fact that these are some of the best oysters to be found anywhere and the view is amazing! 
    

    Have an oyster feed along the water's edge.

Have a great adventure! 

Post by Joe Bartolomei

Late July in the Farmhouse Inn gardens is something to see! Sonoma County Wine Country is in full bloom, and the gardens at Farmhouse Inn are exploding with color, variety and wildlife.  Our gardner, Jana Mariposa, has provided the following account of who, what and where, all around our beautiful Russian River Valley property.

Many of our mid-summer flowers are in their full glory now, and we are all enjoying the mild weather.  We are seeing many kinds of Butterflies:  Swallowtails, California Sisters, and I’m hoping for some Monarchs, now that we have our Milkweeds for their dining pleasure.  Some Butterflies, such as the Swallowtails and Monarchs, are very specific about which plants are suitable for their ‘children’;  Monarch larvae can only feed upon Milkweed (Asclepias sp.), and the Pipevine Swallowtail larvae can only feed upon the native California Dutchman’s Pipe, which is growing happily inside the large yellow-flowering St. John’s Wort (Hypericum sp.) shrub on the West side of the Restaurant.   If you are lucky, you may see the striking Blue-Black caterpillars with bright red spikes….but they are elusive, and like to stay in the shade. 

The Tiger Swallowtails prefer plants in the Parsley (Umbelliferae) family; I am leaving many of the Parsley plants in the Culinary garden to go to flower and seed; the flowers attract dozens of kinds of beneficial insects, and the seeds are medicinal; and perhaps the Swallowtails will lay their eggs there and we will be able to see the stunning black/white/yellow/green striped caterpillars.

California Sister host plants are the various local Oak (Quercus sp.); Coast Live Oak, Valley Oak, and Black Oak are present on the Farmhouse Inn property.

West Coast Lady, Red Admiral, Lorquin’s Admiral, Mourning Cloak, Buckeye, and some Skippers have been seen in our Habitat Garden. Their palates are much more varied, as their larvae can feed on many kinds of both native and ornamental plants.

Of course our Hummingbirds think they are the ‘bosses’ of all the flowers in the garden….and they very generously share their territory with the Butterflies and other Pollinators.   It takes a lot of variety to keep everyone happy.  

It is a sad task to have to take out the ’spent’ Sweet Peas, that perfumed the air for 4 or more months…….but happily the Summer Vines are blooming and will continue to bloom until the frost.   On the West Pool fence, the Scarlet Runner Beans are already providing nectar for the Hummers and other pollinators, and the Honeysuckle(Lonicera sp.) Black-eyed Susan (Thunbergia sp.), Morning Glory (Ipomoea sp.),  and Purple Hyacinth Bean (Dolichos sp.) are all making their way up the fence for privacy and beauty.

Come and sit for a while in the Habitat Garden, and see how many kinds of flying gems will keep you company!

Here are a few of my favorite resources for this time of year:

The Natural Gardening Company will ship organic seeds from Sonoma County to you.

Creating an Organic Hummingbird habitat can be fun and easy with a little know-how.

The Halberg Butterfly Gardens are the perfect place to learn more about butterfly gardens, and you can visit when you’re in Sonooma County.

The folks at Beekind keep the bees on the Bartolomei’s Ranch.  But their site has a wealth of information about bees, habitats and organic practices.

So, back in January, Rod and I decided the kids were big enough, and the economy was getting tight enough that we’d finally invest in that sexiest-of-all-vehicles, the Fleetwood  tent trailer.  Yes, the one your folks, or your neighbors, or that somewhat geeky person that you knew had.  Or maybe someone really cool, but my associations are pretty geeky. 

There she is in all her camping glory!

So, on a really dismal, pouring-down-rain-day (because when I decide it’s time, it’s time, rain or not) we loaded up the kids (Helen in a black cat suit, tail, ears and all) and trekked down to our local seller of RVs.  And lo and behold, there on the lot, all popped out and splendid in it’s fabulous navy blue and burgundy trim with its oh so homey curtains and linoleum, was our soon-to-be home away from home. 

Do you think we were aspiring to great adventures in Yosemite or the Grand Canyon?  Treks down into Monterey or up into Eureka?  Nope, we just wanted to camp at the coast.  And that’s all we ever do.  Ten or more times now since January.  Down to Doran Beach, up to Wright’s Beach.  Our friends (and especially my brother Joe, who also has a tent trailer, was our inspiration, and travels all over the greater American West with it) have come to find our very limited selection of destinations a little boring.   Maybe even a little weird.

The view from our campsite.

But not us.  We love it.  This past weekend, we were out at Wright’s Beach. Spot number nine.  Eight has better views of the insanely dangerous surf and astronomically huge waves- and occasional whales- but nine is cozy, tucked in and has its own little fairy forest where the kids explore and play endlessly.

The weather, this past weekend, was epic.  The first night, Friday, while we were all fast asleep in what has become a really beloved little home, Sonoma County and beyond was attacked by a totally out of character September lightening and thunder storm.  We awoke to a pattering of soft rain and a lightening show, over the ocean, that was beyond cool.  It lasted for hours, and we sat around the revived camp fire, all bundled in our foul weather gear, sipping wine and feeling like we were a million miles from Wine County in late summer. 

By morning, the sun was out, everything was dry-ish and the lightening from the night before seemed like a dream.  Except for the fact that all of our neighbors couldn’t stop talking about it.  Wright’s Beach is like that.  It’s set up like a little neighborhood.  And as often as not, all of the kids form an instant pack and all of the grown-ups meet on the beach at some point, and it gets very friendly.  Which we usually like.

Rocco flying a kite with our neighbor, Mike.

Yes, and breakfast and lunch too!  We’re sold, we’re excited, we’re totally turned on.  How did this come about, you might ask.  Well, slowly actually.  We’ve been reading about the health benefits of various seaweeds and sea vegetables- they’re really high in trace minerals and vitamins, and they’re reputed to have wonderful, medicinal qualities.  But, we haven’t been able to commit to integrating it into our daily routines.  Until this past weekend.

In an effort to regroup and come down from a really crazy summer/year, Rod and I rented a little house up at Sea Ranch for a week. 

The view from our house

Sea Ranch is one of our absolute favorite spots in the world.  Just an hour away from Forestville, but a whole world away from our day to day.  Seven days of nothing but rugged coastline and, beautiful beaches, totally isolated, but surrounded by a really exciting, eclectic community.  When things get crazy, we pack and head up the coast.  We eat, we drink and we just hang out together.  And inevitably, we encounter something new and exciting that comes home with us.  No, not the snake. 

Helen and her "beach pet" a small, friendly snake

At the Gualala Farmer’s Market last Saturday, we were pleasantly surprised to find a small but thriving community of

Biodynamic for 32 years.

biodynamic and just plain-old farmers, beekeepers and environmentalists all working together and producing/creating a diverse and beautiful collection of crafts and edibles.  Of course we picked up loads of dry farmed tomatoes, lacey lettuces and absolutely gorgeous coastal berries and some fantastic pickles. 

Wild halibut tacos with local tomato salsa, shell beans and, of couse, kombu!

 But, what really caught our attention, were two different stalls.  One with beautifully crafted containers of salt and what looked like a seasoning mix.  And one with bags and bags of dried seaweed and vegetables piled in big baskets. 

The first turned out to be a new venture, The Mendocino Sea Salt Company,

Bob and Lora La Mar, and their bounty

started by Bob and Lora La Mar when fishery closures forced their commercial fishing business to close its doors.  Rather than dry up and move away, they discovered another sea harvest.  Salt!  Bob takes the boat out into deep areas off the Mendocino and Sonoma Coasts and gathers water.  He brings it ashore and through a painstaking and meticulous process, crystalizes the salt, extracts it and packages it for sale.  Lora, who’s a passionate cook, has created a blend, using locally harvested seaweeds, ground and blended with the salt.  At first taste we were hooked.  We picked up some salt and some of the blend, which they call Seasoning Sand, and we’ve been using it on everything. It’s local, it’s amazing and it’s healthy!  They’re bringing in samples.  I”m hoping to start using it in the restaurant.

The other stall housed Gualala Seaweed Products.  Founded by the self-proclaimed, and I think actually Renaissance woman, Donna Bishop, they sell all kinds of edible seaweed and seaweed products.  Donna does all of the harvesting, drying and processing herself.  We picked up some of her Kombu- which is particularly great added to beans, while they’re cooking, stews and soups. 

If you haven’t tuned into seaweed yet, look into it.  It doesn’t just taste good, it’s easy to use, really versatile, and a super-powerhouse.  Best of all, for me anyway, now we can get it locally!

Helen and Rocco having a tong battle. Things get interesting when we're just hanging out...

Really.  Out on the ranch we can sense the change of season coming by the changes in the wildlife around us.  In the evenings, we love to sit on the porch and just watch and listen to our little valley.  As day fades into evening and evening into night, some of our friends go off to bed as others arrive.  Our son needs to ”say good night” to the Great Horned Owls- they start to hoot and he hoots back and then off to bed he’ll go.

Spring arrives with the Swainsons thrushes .  Their haunting flute-like calls serenade us in those cool evenings.  Spring means counting and identifying our new fawns, scores of mama quails followed by their scurrying chicks, baby rabbits everywhere and incredibly darling raccoon cubs (it’s so hard not to adore them, even knowing how truly awful they’re going to be in  a month or so).

Look at that little monster. He doesn't even care that I'm two feet away...

Last night, while we were sitting out on the porch, enjoying a glass of Scherrer rose, an all-time, summer-time  favorite- Late Summer arrived.  With a vengeance.  As the sun set, and the nest of Great Horned owls, up in the old pine above the vineyard, woke up, and the warmth of the day shifted abruptly to the cool of the evening, the summer chorus of cicadas and tree frogs started.  Just like that.  I know it doesn’t sound that exciting- but you really had to be there.    Out of nowhere, this cacophony of sound erupted from the creek and voila!  Summer’s here.

You know what makes it so exciting, right?  Blackberries.  Tomatoes.  Gravenstein apples.  Melons.  Corn.  Shell beans…. On and on.  When the cicadas and tree frogs come, so does our summer bounty.  The first berries are ripening as we speak.  The vines are heavy with our summer harvest and  we are ready!

Here they come...

“The only reason for being a bee that I know of is making honey….and the only reason for making honey is so I can eat it.”
Winnie the Pooh in A.A. Milne’s
‘The House at Pooh Corner’

Pooh and I have a lot in common.  More than I’ll actually get into here.  A whole lot of what passes as important, I can take or leave.  But honey, now that’s serious. 

Spring Honey, 2009

When I moved back onto the Ranch in 1997, the place was an absolute disaster.  Being an Italian family, feuds are in our blood.  We can’t seem to help it.  So, when  my great-grandmother died back in ‘78, the family couldn’t come to grips with what to do with the place.  She was the absolute glue that held everything together, and she was something really special (the memory of her and how she and my great-grandfather lived really does drive our vision for Farmhouse).  Well, when you can’t figure out what to do, and you’re a certain kind of Italian family, what do you do?  Talk about things, clear the air and come to a resolution?  Nope, you fall back on that old saying,  ”If you can’t stand the heat…” and you get the heck out of the kitchen and don’t look back. 

Until some little pain-in-the-neck in some future generation grows up and just won’t leave it alone.  That would be me.  Well, I mean really… You have this amazingly gorgeous property, in an absolutely heavenly location, with all of your family history just rotting away.  Wouldn’t you take on the elders and have a go at getting it kick started again?  Boy, did I not know what I was getting into…

But, here we are, 12 years later.  Talking about honey.  After we took care of some of the “bigger issues”, you know propped up the house, replanted the vineyard and dug out about one hundred million poison oak and blackberry plants, we started thinking, what next? 

Not being inclined towards farming ourselves- Rod and I love living on a working farm, participating and, well, reaping all of the benefis…but don’t have the time or actual inclination to do all the never-ending work associated with each individual endeavor- we started looking around for people in our community who are farmers without farmland.  And lo and behold, we’ve met an incredible, number of passionate, talented people who share our vision. 

One of the first brave participants in our little scheme came our way via some friends who have a gem of a  farm, right up the road.  Mark and Rob have a few acres, a lot of gophers and a great vision.  They have enough olive trees to make a little olive oil, enough grapes for a little wine and enough bees for … You get the picture.  When Rob brought me a jar of honey, I couldn’t believe it.  My oh so fastidious friend, out there in the full garb, with a little smoker, convincing a hive of angry bees to just “give it up”? 

Turns out they were just reaping the benefit of someone elses bravery.  He’d heard of a local bee keeper who was searching out prime locations to place bees.  Can you imagine?  How incredibly cool!  He brings the bees, cares for the bees, extracts the honey and then gives you some??  So my trees, vegetables and flowers get polinated, I don’t have to do any work and then I get honey from my own property?  We’ll you guessed it, I called them up that same afternoon.

Doug and Katia Vincent own a local business called Beekind.   And, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JVaYD3e9KOA- here’s a video of them on YouTube.  They really are “all things bee”.  They have hives all over Sonoma County, sell honey, sell candles, teach bee keeping, specialze in dealing with swarms and are huge advocates and proponents for bees in general. 

Doug Vincent, see his funny hat?

It was through them that we first learned about the incredible and potentially catastrophic decline in world-wide bee populations.  (If you haven’t heard and would like to, helpthehoneybees.com is a great place to start).  We also learned the difference between commercial, heat pasteurized honey and real honey- the raw stuff that’s full of enzymes and not only tastes a thousand times better, but has medicinal and healing properties. 

The bees, like every other endeavor on the Ranch, have taught us so much and have opened our eyes to how perfectly interconnected our world really is.  Our kids are learning that the bees polinate the garden that grows our vegetables, the vineyard that produces the wine that makes Mom and Dad so happy… and the orchards that give us cider and applesauce and pie!  And then, at the end of each season, Doug comes out and puts on his funny outfit and gives them honey still in the comb and warm from the sun.  Not a bad scenario.

Doug just delivered our Late Spring Honey.  We don’t have a ton of it, but it’s unlike any honey we’ve produced yet.  Doug says that the late rains and the additional growth that came with them, account for the delightful cinnamon character in the honey.  Our spring honey is usualy lighter and more butterscotchy.  This one is really deep with great acidity- kind of like wine. 

We have some for sale, and we’re serving it at breakfast and in the restaurant.  So if you come and visit, you’ll surely see some.  We’ve taken a page out of Pooh’s book.  The honey pot doesn’t stay empty for long!

Yes, that’s the kind of thing one stumbles across out here.   I came in Tuesday morning (my Monday) to find the path to the kitchen all blocked with caution tape and a big “stay out” sign.  We have a mama hummingbird sitting on eggs!  And, she’s chosen the worst location.  She’s on one of the lowest branches of our old fig tree, but right in the path of travel.  Evidently she was getting really stressed out over all the “visitors” just passing by, so Meilani blocked the path to give her some space.

The egg!

  Over the past year, we’ve really worked to increase our bird and butterfly habitats.  We’ve added feeders and an entire garden of “habitat”  (Hallberg Butterfly gardens, down the road, has provided a wonderful example) flowers and plants.   This is a wonderful sign that we’re succeeding.  We think she’s an Allen’s hummingbird- just based on her size- we can’t really see what color she is.  But there’s some debate that she might be an Rufous.

Whatever she is, it looks like the path is going to be closed for a couple of weeks while she nests, and then a few weeks until the babies leave the nest.  I’ll post pics when the babies get here.  I’ve actually never seen a baby hummingbird….