AZ Wine, Solace, and South African Shiraz


Went to AZ Wine in Scottsdale AZ last night, which was the place that actually got me hooked on drinking wine and grabbed a nice glass of Dry Creek Valley Zin, making my way to The Tuscany section, settling into solace.  Such a perfect moment it was to be sipping a wonderful glass of vino after a hard days work, perusing fine wines and taking in the awesome surroundings.   After taking in The Tuscany and Piedmont sections and then making my way over to The Northern Rhone, drolling and dreaming deeply for a seemingly forever moment, i was approached by a friendly wine steward and he asked if i would like to try a wine he was given as gift.    🙂

It was a 2007 South African Shiraz that was very rare and it had a bouquet of Earth that was wild, massive and dumbfounding.  It was like barley and wheat on Steroids with a slight undertone of clay and gunflint. South African wines are so hit and miss quality wise, but when they nail it, they are some of the most contemplative, seductive, earthiest wines in the world.   After a glass and half of wonderful wine and daydreaming about anothor world, a world filled with purity and peace, i was on my way again; On my way to experience another moment, another opportunity to appreciate this ultimate gift of Life. 🙂

Mr. Clown Frown


MR. CLOWN FROWN.

Once upon a time a clown told me a story about a special universe people go to explore their deep seeded desires and animosities.  I inquired of this clown, dismayed but yet curious.

” Where is this special place you speak of, Mr. Clown Frown?”    Such a maniacal frown the clown wore like sorrow upon a tormented canvas.

” Is it safe to say that this place is not for everyone?”  I continued with my anxiety ridden inquiry, as Mr. Clown Frown stared into me with such a relentless stare, taking me by the hand and leading me down a cherry soaked road which seemed to the be at the edge of our forsaken world.  There were no words that came from the broken hearted clown’s mouth, as he only communicated by broken sign language and telepathy. I was starting to dial in to my new surroundings and began to witness things so much more vividly then i had ever before; IT IS NEVER SAFE WHEN YOU BECOME THE WITNESS.

” Is it safe to say this could be our last day, Mr, Clown Frown?”   How quickly Mr. Clown Frown’s sullen expression turned into a razor smile, as all around us the venomous sky began to rain red brick red; Behind me, i could sense Mr. Clown Frown and i were no longer alone.  Giddy up.

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