Day 15, 6/24/17, Saturday: Here at Foley Sonoma a little early. Ready for the day as I said in a video I just shot. Brought coffee with me, and now I look up at the vineyard, I can’t stay away from the vineyard, ever. An office will one day be me, but MY office, and on my terms and everything mine the way I need certain specifics and certainties situated to be creative. Last night’s wine, not proverbial, but still engaging.. character driven with its own sort of character and Cabernet charm. Can’t remember the last time I had a wine from Sebastiani. Want to say it was, maybe, over ten years ago. Like an ’04 Cab, or something. Know it was Cabernet, but, anyway…. Quiet. Love this. The others don’t show till 09:30 or slightly before but I’m one who has to start setting up tasting room and property at 9. I’m like that.. I need at least an hour to be at-ready for day, for people coming in to taste and pick up their shipments if they’re club members, all the funny questions that I write in my little book…. 08:51. Will clock in soon. Today, I’m changing my wine life. Intensifying what’s already in place for me, with wine and poetry. Sell wine by reciting it, not selling. There will be no selling today. There may be sales, but no selling. This is not a used car or any kind of car lot. And it’s about more than wine.. I don’t seek to be a wine writer like others are…. I don’t come from the wine world, I come from the academic and literary waves. So I could never be like them. But, I tell myself, don’t think about them. Think about you, your day, telling people about the wines— reciting them.