Prodrivel

For me, there is little more pleasurable than a large glass of Italy’s finest Chianti (or in this case, Italy’s finest export to the UK) in the twinkling twilight of a candle. The room is peaceful and the flickering glow of the melting wax makes my mind subdued. As the day ends and the sun sets, my thoughts turn to my imagination as I wonder about the present, the future, and at times, the beautiful past that will no longer be, but will forever be remembered.

There is a longer post here (several posts, in fact) but as you can see, the bottle has been opened and the host has been enjoying. For now though…

…Ciao, buona notte.