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The life of a wine truly starts with the soil in which the grapes are planted. Grapes get all of their nutrients from the soil, and it’s those nutrients and terroir that will define many of the wine’s flavor profiles.

The only thing growing on my tomato plant is the big, huge, hairy, multi-spotted spider that has set up a household in it.

Library patrons and supporters rallied around the possible closure of the Felton branch and three other community branches of the Santa Cruz County library system in a broad-reaching show of support this week.

Making wine must be one of the most fundamentally simple processes there is. Essentially, all you need to do is pick grapes, crush them and allow the natural sugar in the juice to turn into alcohol. It's as basic as yeast eat sugar and make alcoholic juice.

It’s always exciting for me to see the first fall colors of the season. We may not have a show like they do in the hardwood forests of the East Coast, but we’re still barbecuing and they’re surely not.

A Felton man was arrested for allegedly beating his girlfriend to death on Sunday night.

A Neighborhood’s DogA poem by Patty Morelli Miss Betty was once the new pup on the block.She’d sit on my porch where neighbor children would flock.“Can we play with Betty? Here, Betty, come!”Round dark eyes dancing, black fur, bright red tongue.School, winter, summer … time passing, half-flown.Warm days or wet days, they’d stop by my home.“We’re going for a walk, can Miss Betty go?”Then they’d leave with tail-wagging Betty in tow.Time passed, as soft-brown eyes watched from the gate,Old friends drove by, waving, late for a date.“Hey, Betty, good girl!” as they roared on their way.Miss Betty, head low, found a soft place to lay.Then one day, with time, there back came her old friends.With children of children to visit weekends.“Hey, kids. Meet Betty. Hey, girl, how’ve you been?”Tail wagging, tongue licking, oh! A puppy again!