I’ve recently posted pictures of some classic cars at car shows that really weren’t “vintage” because most of them were not original equipment. I guess, though, that one could say that they are “vintage” in the sense that they bear some resemblance to the originals. I suppose, in a way, everything is vintage, right?
Well, in northern California’s wine country, vintage has an entirely different meaning as you may well guess. A year’s harvest and subsequent production is a vintage, isn’t it? As in, “That was a good vintage” means (I think!) “The wine was good that year!” (You see, I’m not classy enough to speak oino-language!!!)
Truth be told, I’m not much of a drinker of anything that has alcohol in it…by choice. I may have a glass of wine once in 60-90 days, but that’s it. My interest in the vineyards isn’t tied to the product, but to the scenery – especially in the fall once the colors of the leaves have started to turn.
It’s a bit early still in northern California to see the leaves on the vines in their best color, but the color is starting to come. For those who live on the eastern seaboard and witness the turning of the seasons every fall, what we experience here in northern California is a poor imitation of ridge after ridge of mountains in fiery color that you see in New England. But, it’s still not bad.
Here’s a shot I took quite recently. Ah…vintage!
She first came to Paris in 1905 and found fame as a performer of exotic Asian-inspired dances. She soon began touring all over Europe, telling the story of how she was born in a sacred Indian temple and taught ancient dances by a priestess who gave her the name Mata Hari, meaning “eye of the day” in Malay. In reality, Mata Hari was born in a small town in northern Holland in 1876, and her real name was Margaretha Geertruida Zelle. She acquired her superficial knowledge of Indian and Javanese dances when she lived for several years in Malaysia with her former husband, who was a Scot in the Dutch colonial army. Regardless of her authenticity, she packed dance halls and opera houses from Russia to France, mostly because her show consisted of her slowly stripping nude.
She became a famous courtesan, and with the outbreak of World War I her catalog of lovers began to include high-ranking military officers of various nationalities. In February 1917, French authorities arrested her for espionage and imprisoned her at St. Lazare Prison in Paris. In a military trial conducted in July, she was accused of revealing details of the Allies’ new weapon, the tank, resulting in the deaths of thousands of soldiers. She was convicted and sentenced to death, and on October 15 she refused a blindfold and was shot to death by a firing squad at Vincennes.
There is some evidence that Mata Hari acted as a German spy, and for a time as a double agent for the French, but the Germans had written her off as an ineffective agent whose pillow talk had produced little intelligence of value. Her military trial was riddled with bias and circumstantial evidence, and it is probable that French authorities trumped her up as “the greatest woman spy of the century” as a distraction for the huge losses the French army was suffering on the western front. Her only real crimes may have been an elaborate stage fallacy and a weakness for men in uniform.
TRIVIA FOR TODAY: Former bricklayer Jack Kelly, father of actress-turned-princess Grace Kelly, once headed Pres. Franklin D. Roosevelt’s national physical fitness program.