Certainly more understanding and connection with vineyards, where I work and what I can see out that window right next to my desk. I finally did get that last walk in, taking a look at the veraison taking place in the Petite Sirah block. Couldn’t help mySelf from taking loads of pictures. Think I took more than I needed to. Now I’m home and wish to be there, at work. How many can say that? Colleague in office said we’ll go out tomorrow morning with the office camera and shoot more stills of those rows.
Another lesson from the 21st was to use what you have, don’t look for New, even if you have to. And this is only instruction for me from the day, not meant to discourage anyone from trying new things, or even telling myself not to try new approaches or attitudes. What I’m referring to is getting another part-time job, or adding anything else onto my plate. Mom the other day said “Make what you have work.” I just need to be more creative, I could feel that vineyard telling me. And so I will.
Opened a 2004 Cab from a Sonoma Valley Winery, and although it’s lost much of its might and palate plight, it still very much interests me, and urges the creativity from this creative that wants more. “What?” You might be thinking. “I thought you just said no more New…” True. I’m inferring more for my family, for me, more money coming into the home, and more travel (which wouldn’t be too arduous as now I’m not traveling at all). I need more, more adventure and more trial, more material, more story… The solution lies in the creative. That’s how more will happen. Being on the road, seeing the world and writing about it. I will admit, though I don’t want to.. well… I’m sick of certain facets of my writing. My ways, consistencies in creating. I need to change, DRASTICALLY. This is difficult for the writer to concede, but I do. Another lesson from the day, in this light and much to my assistance, is to work project to project, work quickly so it just gets DONE. At my desk, I always make a list, and go straight down the list, item by item. And there’s never more than 5 items per day, I would say. In the past with my projects I make daily lists and there could be up to 12 or 15 yapping targets on it. Today showed me, with situated and succinct intent, that my old methods need to die. I sip the Cab, this nightcap I just poured myself, for a brief celebration. There, done. Didn’t last long… have to laugh with wine, its relationship with me. When a wine connects with me, it really connects. This ’04 is definitely showing its age, its exhaustion, but it’s an experience drinking it. The wine and vineyard from which it was sourced is teaching me— don’t overthink wine, your writing, or ANYTHING.
Understanding… more of self, what I want from life, how I’ll get it. Breaths, breaths here in the home office. Celebration, and I don’t need any more wine. Would love a glass of water, actually. And, a look at those pictures again.