December 29, 2009

Louis Jadot, Beaujolais-Villages 2008

This is for our evenings in Duluth, listening to the Superior waves crash against the shore not 20 yards away. The lake is so sullen and beautiful in winter. Except for the constant beat of the tide it is silent, the ice gray water blanketed by the changing sky rolls all the way to the horizon and there is nothing else. Just:

My boys and
A glass of wine.

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