REALITY?: The Miracle of the Wine

Isn’t it pretty? Such a lucious foamy raspberry pink!  While I ran out for yeast–regular old Fleishman’s since the one I had here is too old and the wine order with the Montrachet won’t likely come in till next week–the crabapples caught the spores from the air and started fermenting without it.  With luck, the spores will not be in conflict with fruit wine (I’d hate to have it come out tasting like bulka!).  The one spot of yellow you spy is one of the quinces, still hard as a rock–too hard to cut with a knife–and resistant, for a while, to the metamorphic effect of fermentation.