How’d it turn so late, already. Me with my new wine, celebrating that I actually wrote, as I […]
Day 9. About conviction, about defiance, about all of us finding what we’re searching for. Coltrane playing me […]
my partner narrator.
No nap, today, fought against pull and push to do so. Thanksgiving over, wife out shopping at one […]
Where I be.
Wine never needs to frame complicated. Wine should never direct prolix. She’s inviting, approachable, narrative and affectionate. What’s […]