My friend gave me a book about Bubbly. I had the best time reading about the French countryside. . . Truly. I was engrossed. The region of champagne is so special and curious. Sooo curious. And champagne making ignites every cylinder in my skull. I’m deeply into making. I feel such a kinship to any process oriented pursuit that it’s somewhat painful…because my mind borders on obsessive and I become transported into a fellow makers world, especially when confronted with such lovely work as making fine champagne and wines. Oh the details! Enough to make me lit from within on the mere information itself!
Anyhow, I started to have feelings of effervescence enter my creative psyche I’m sure, Because these delightful little baubles came forth not too long after. And they demand celebration! They demand a hand grasping a flute tightly without a clue as to what might come next for an evening. . .Ah yes. The journey. Where shall these bubbly babies take us?
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