So I brainstorm. Whilst sipping.
Wine Diary
The drive over here, in my mood, thinking of what to write, why not just have a jam […]
At the Vine Street Starbucks, one of my older but still frequented writing spots, stops. Cinnamon-raison bagel and […]
And my first thought, “So what?” Opened the Merlot I bought from St. Francis the other day, looking […]
Have more fun with wine. Don’t analyze and deconstruct so much. It’s wine.
Last day of the year, I’m in a wined mind. At the wood table with my coffee, knowing […]
4 Perfume, peachy oil, playful perambulation– tropical and swift but staying and swaying, wooing and resonant. She dances […]
When, there’s always a ‘when’ attached to a ‘what’. Why is that? This is wine. It’s supposed to […]