as i wandered down rows of pale yellow green Sauvignon Blanc grapes in the afternoon haze high above the valley, i picked a few berries from a cluster. i popped them in my mouth, let the grape skin gently break under my teeth, and rolled the pulp in my cheeks. they tasted like fresh green figs and juicy pears. it was so satisfying and exciting to know that these will become liquid gold in a couple weeks...
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