than other varietals, and across days, with more intention and decision. Instructing me on precisely how to appreciate and deliver self to a moment, and from it to page. How to better imbue self in wine’s perpetual prose and place, the scene itself with the glass on the floor, wanting more, a ’13 AV from Roth. Doing a tasting tomorrow at 1pm, at St. Francis, the wine-food piece in the dining hall, and I will be more in writer mode than I’ve been ever. More voices and colors, ways the wines move in glass when pushed and swirled, danced with…. What Cabernet do they plan on pouring this Left Bank-captured composer?