…creation…
I don’t know why, but this makes me happy. Sitting in the next room I hear the blipping of the air locks, like the ticking of a clock. There is such pleasure in the undertaking of a process and seeing it mid-cycle yet on its way to completing its transformation. The wine is pretty. The wine is live with bubbles. It talks to me and I can’t help but smile.
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YOUR WINE LOOKS SO GOOD.
Thanks! I should perhaps have titled this “Happiness will be…” since there’s 25 gallons of wine here. At this stage, all but the crabapple looks fuzzy with air and sediment. The glass carboys look like giant rubies and topaz when the wine clarifies.