Have you ever stood in front of a row of grapes? The crisp lines marching up hills? The leaves lovely in autumn? Have you ever sipped a glass of wine in a vineyard and thought of the journey from planting to harvesting to magic in a glass? Something about it fascinates me. I am a …
We walked the beach on that last day. We alternately dreamed of our future farm in California and the kisses we would receive from Maryjane when we got home. The air was heady with fresh soil and sea and the birds actively flew overhead. My skin feels so good in the humidity. I can breathe better …
