October 1, 2010:

When I am alone in the cellar amongst the barrels, thief in one hand and glass in the other, I can’t help but taste in a way that goes beyond simply “sensing” what my eyes, nose, and palate tell me—becoming truly aware of, and a part of, what is in my glass. When I smell a beautiful note or taste a particular fruit coming through in a wine, I think not, “this wine is finished and beautiful,” but rather, “where along its life continuum is it, and how have I, am I, and will I guide and be a part of this wines entire life?” Only with this respect can a winemaker impart soul to a wine and be a part of it.