passion
and a plastic stemless on the floor with red wine in it, the rocks on ground, sky, vines […]
No distractions or tangential away from the poetic and metaphysical morsel that is Now. This Now and the […]
Day 3. 08:47. Thinking about my shop, posting Elyse piece, finally. Who else do I want to sell? […]
8 A universal style of Zinfandel. More communicative and with composition, and no shock from this bastion of […]
Could only think of my shop. Put myself there. I was there. My detail focus was more situated […]
At the Vine Street Starbucks, one of my older but still frequented writing spots, stops. Cinnamon-raison bagel and […]
Love wine. More than most life facets. Or anything. The more obsessed with wine you are, the more […]
Sitting in kitchen, seeing how none of the winery’s wines provoke any kind of reaction after the Carliss […]