To something that once was
Until quite recently, I had a favorite place to go to get a good sip of wine (actually an excellent sip) in a lovely atmosphere. However, due to a variety of occurrences and/or circumstances, this place no longer exists. I will miss it – I will miss the folks I used to see there, the events that took place (although I hadn’t taken part all that often lately), and of course the delicious taste of the grape. For everything there is a season, and I enjoyed nine years of that season. For at least seven of those nine, I spent nearly every Friday evening there - my car knew the way from work, it was on my route home. And those folks, several of them would also be there. I so enjoyed the camaraderie. It will take me awhile to get used to the idea of it not being there – I hate change, especially since I didn’t initiate it. And, the world is just a little less interesting since the quiet family owned winery is now in the past – a definite void. But, I thank the proprietor for all that he and his family gave to those who enjoyed his product and his space. I thank him for introducing me to the wonderful world of wine, for all the great conversations we had, and for the knowledge he imparted. Let me say, though, that I understand why it has closed, and I respect the decision – I wish them the very best – still, I will miss it greatly.
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