Every moment is equal in time, but an eclipse moment commands attention to the celestial drama.  Gone is the bank balance, the girl or boy, the fear you left the stove on.  Not gone is the feeling of being alive, in awe of the silvery corona, the all-round sunset, as the moon perfectly covers our sun and casts the lucky gazers in an extraterrestrial shadow for a few precious minutes.

 

Fresh-crushed cherries and accents of wood smoke intertwine with racy, robust tannins in our organic Zinfandel that evokes our earthly existence.