Day 37: Winery wilds

Cordevalle Resort, San Martin, CA, 7:30am-8:15am
foggy, comfortable

I grew up 30 miles from here, and had no idea this ranch-town or vineyard existed. It's a beautiful spot, with olive trees and craggy hills overlooking small vineyards.

My dear friend Heidi is getting married today, and we took a morning stroll through fragrant and fog-shrouded premises.

We liked today's bird, whose clear and tonal whistle reminds me of the white-throated sparrow of the Arboretum:


Later, I could not resist recording this family (Bird Family of the Day?) - I believe they are quail, they have distinctive floppy decorative pieces hanging from their foreheads, and their calls crack me up. They sound both petulant and silly (and one of them really loses it!):