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Tad Wojnicki

"... And the Wine Is a Bottled Poetry..."                   

      Oak barrels thrive in humid caves aging lovely, but something primordial stirs in humans too, as we go underground. Caves exude quiet ambience, subtle aromas and dramatic, ancient sensations.

                                                         entering
                                                         the cave
                                                       you coming?

      "Wine’s a transformational drink, a door into other worlds," says the horticulturist, adding that “wine is a bottled poetry,” according to Robert Louis Stevenson, one of the early lovers of California barreled ballads.

                                                          happy hour
                                                          the moon barely
                                                          fits in my glass