Sometimes it's meant to drift along your stream of consciousness, and other times, it lands lightly, ready to take off again. I didn't hesitate to accept the invitation to attend the book signing and reception at Villa Gigli in Markleeville when my friend, Denise, called. The folks who own Villa Gigli are two of the most talented and sophisticated people I have ever met.
People come from the Bay area to eat there.
And, it's about five minutes away from one of my favorite fishing holes. At least it used to be one of my favorites. But then my husband and fishing buddy of 20 years passed away, and in the year and a half since then the only thing I have been able to catch is a cold. Like a million paper cuts. After losing his platoon in WWI, the former champion golfer couldn't do it anymore.