On the short way to the car, I've seen some amazing stars. I think I've even seen the Pleiades. I'm not sure. It's early. And it's lovely.
Then I hang out at the shop while Tom measures things and punches down the cap on the Merlot.
This morning, I managed to remember my camera.
Merlot from the first crush fermenting. The skins rise to the top and form a hard cap. That's what gets punched down.
The smell is wonderful, too. But it's a long day. And Tom just called to say that he's pressing Merlot and won't be home for a while.
Now we await the Cabernet Sauvignon and Cabernet Franc.