The Grassy Light of Fireflies
Years ago a new Los Angeles wine rep named Justin Gallen strolled into the wine shop where I was wine buyer. He poured me a glass of Erbaluce, loosely translated as “grassy light.” It was pure summer in a glass. Although I’ve purchased from him since it wasn’t until a mere eight years later on a warm San Diego summer’s day, he visited our studio and immediately I remembered my Erbaluce.
Justin is extremely passionate about wine but at the same time he’s careful to explain that it’s just wine, meaning that sometimes it’s more important what you do with that bottle. So when the time came to choose our August theme I knew exactly where we’d go.
We’re heading into those heady days of high summer on the East Coast and I revel in it! Some of you may know what I’m talking about: hot days of singing cicadas that slowly rumble into hotter nights, fireflies lighting the heavy air, coated in subtle cigarette smoke and that lingering sweet scent of mown grass. But of course West Coast summers rock too – that hot, dry air blowing the little hairs on your arms to attention. And as the sun dips toward the horizon, signaling the soft whoosh of donning sweaters while the telltale scent of bonfires fills the air.
As befitting a summer-inspired collection, I’d like to introduce you to our new artist Reba McConnell, a Virginia Beach self-taught artist embracing life near the coast. I instantly fell in love with her whimsical watercolors, especially this month’s into the mystic.
To me, wine is memory so when the summer season intensifies, my mind and body respond in kind with thoughts and feelings of summers past growing up on the East Coast where we drank a lot of “Old World” wine. The wines in this collection all remind me of summer in one way or another, especially my Erbaluce.