…one older chap buying a case. Nothing to glamorize or even build upon, very much, from the day so far. But, I’m around wine. I’m not working in a call-center as I did in once, or in the insurance office. I’m at winery. I keep telling myself that. Earlier talking with winemaker John about harvest coming up soon, and adjusting sulfur levels, among other things and realities in the winemaking collective reality. My only aim today is to enjoy myself, not have it be another humdrum routine installation of the tasting room into this wine writer’s story.
The wined pages take a new direction, or assume new octave, imaginably. I see my tasting room life coming to an end, sooner than soon….