Wine moves one way then the other, which can frustrate a sipper, but shouldn’t. Ever. The lack of predictability with wine’s composition and grown, her being most pervasive, should always antagonize more love of wine and her story. Wine promises nothing, only to encourage us in our musings and meditations over our life, where we’re going and what we want from our stories. As wine moves, we ought follow and study, note and further consider our scenes and most basic of beats.
If you’re a wine consumer, or even if you see yourself as a collector, consider wine as something you can’t control, something that shifts with no hint or foreknowledge. You’ll love wine with more melody and your association with anything you sip with more thorough and devoted spirit.
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