Usually it’s the aromatic experience of rich, toasty coffee that invites me to join the rest of the world in morning’s wakeful activity. Today, just now, it was the smell of freshly fermenting Sauvignon Blanc that met me as I shuffled into the office after another night of somewhat un-ideal sleep. Deliciously, delicately pungent, it has got to be one of the most beautiful smells in the world. Floral and elegant and enticing, it’s as though nature were creating its own perfume. I hope everyone gets to have/pursues this experience at some point in his or her life. (And why wait?) Sometimes it’s hard for me not to criticize the whole working-in-an-office thing and accompanying sedentary lifestyle that I've led since last harvest—I came out here for winemaking- how did I end up doing Marketing?—but today, it’s hard for me not to appreciate my uncommon and highly agreeable position to be working just a staircase away from the fragrant magic (and science) happening in our cellar of fermenting fruit.
(And anyway, I get to work Harvest again for a few days a week, so don't get me wrong, I'm pretty stoked about life.)