Ode to Veraison
Fresh and green, translucent and newTurning red . . . and then somewhat blue.Just yesterday your berries gleamed greenNow ruby gems dangle between your leaves.
In a few short weeks you’ll be plucked from your roostAnd left to ferment; your elixir-like juice.But I know the wait ahead is longUntil I can taste the […]
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