Looked through an old memory card I haven’t touched in, fuck, maybe a year.  Hundreds of old wine shots.  Has to be in the hundreds easily, right?  Anyway, telling me photog is the other pillar in this wine story.  All about wine, the vineyards and like now how it’s raining in Sonoma County.

After the kids are picked up, quick 5k run, shower, haircut, and photog in HBG, Dry Creek and West DC.

I’m going to be out there today, possibly doing tasting at a couple places, like…. No idea.  Haven’t been to Mauritson in a while, or Dutcher Crossing, or that Italian one on top of the hill, can’t remember the name right now but I went there on lunch one time when I was working at Dutcher Crossing.

09:38 —> Kids are ready.  As am I, watch charged.  Route different this morning, and again only 5k.  Up Windsor River, the left on… I think it’s called Windsor Road?  Anyway, short, low and slow.  Just so I get out there, that’s the goal.

Mind, strong.  Intentions and knowledge of what I’m doing and WILL acquire, even stronger.  Another shot from years ago… more hold on my wine story.  

Nurse messages me something sweet, I’m distracted as I always am by her.  I smile and laugh a bit to myself.  Can’t believe we found each other.