100% Primitivo. Full-bodied with balanced tannins.
Rapture of shapeless summer rain, cleansing the air. A subtle dance of push and pull. Shoes in hand, wet grass underfoot. A sheet of white noise unfolds the eager night.
Shake off the city’s white granite heat. The light is different up here. Sweeter. The faintest breeze floats the free hem, dappled with golden hour glow, beckoning the weekend.