I woke up and Paul was nowhere to be found, and eventually he emerged from Colin’s room who was out of town. So we got ready, and got rolling, and made it to the winery first even though we left really late. My dad and his girlfriend Laura came, and had brought my friend Beth Warner, nee Sellers, with them. We went to Stonehill winery in Hermann first, then to two more in Augusta, tasting this and that and sitting on grand verandas under a good warm sun.
Our crew, at Stonehill
Casks of wine. In the back, on the left, a cask that outlived prohibition by making ceremonial wine for a church.
A grapecrusher that outlasted prohibition hiding in a barn on some remote farm
Then back to the loft, and Cory came over to hang for a while. He’s going to take the recliner, and we watched Blood Diamond, and then he left and I slept.
