The drive is east and a little south. Monolithic hills of chalk and stone, is this what makes the valley so damn expensive. The stone filters the water and the wine is complex?
The morning sun comes earlier than I expect, how quickly days gain minutes. Day and night are close to being evenly matched. Though I suppose that day always has a bit of an advantage what with having the sun and the sun rise announcing the coming day and the long lingering sunsets where the rays of day seem to hold fingers out and against the coming solitude of evening. Evenly matched.
Night has the universe on display. What with all those stars and galaxies and sh*t, night is the time to exhale to the edge of expansion. Stars incredible stars, without which how could we be here, yet that giant star that heats the soil and is sung into being each morning by doves is so bright and so close to home that my eyes burn and I cannot seem to remember that the universe is made of millions of stars, billions and countless particles of light.
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