Sonoma Wine

Bottled Thought:  003

This morning driving, 12 toward Napa, the fog topped the vineyards in that poetic way I love, often I’ll stare from behind the wheel then and pull over to snap a still picture.  And that urge overtook me this morning while driving, just past Gundlach Bundschu, Scribe, but I didn’t stop.  I didn’t pull out […]

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