High-end wineries replace their barrels frequently. I'm not really a boutique winery. The seasons pass. Sommer nearly misses Thanksgiving with relatives in Ashland after a late-night bottling session. He offers a Christmas tasting.
Locals gather around the table, smack, smack, smack, slurp, whistle.
Oh that's tasty. Clouds hang low in the valley, teasing with Callahan Ridge. Light fades, vanishing slowly. A new layer of slick mold wraps the balcony outside. Moss dangles from the railing.