What thoughts are conjured when considering it? Friends and family, perchance? Maybe lush, rolling hills of grapevines? Perhaps a mouth-watering sweet, spicy, or dry memory of good times past?
For me, it’s all of these and more. Whether it is sipping a glass of wine surrounded by the idyllic Tuscan countryside or with Nadia (my wife), a contented dog’s head in my lap, and a week’s worth of hard work behind me, wine is my pinnacle of relaxation and luxury. In these moments, I experience a happiness that is free of stress or concern, one that supplants all other feelings. One where I feel whole.
Over the past couple of years, my enjoyment of wine has become increasingly intertwined with expansive daydreams of owning a small vineyard and producing my own wine- I want to create something to share with others, to be a master of something that strongly elicits such joy, such pleasure, such happiness, if even for moments which are fleeting but treasured always.
Dreams run rampant with Nadia, a talented wedding photographer, of us owning a winery that doubles as a wedding venue. “Imagine, it’s perfect! A picturesque backdrop for couples to have their union. You will direct and shoot while I supply the wine and sommeliers to celebrate such a special day!” We talk and dream. We dream and talk…
Why let this stop at a dream?
At this point, my self-limiting voice proudly begins: “You’re 34 years old and your knowledge of wine consists of 13 years of blindly drinking sub $15 wine.” “You went on a wine tour once in Bordeaux, get over yourself.” “People 16 years your junior have more education about wine than you.” “Need I go on?”
No, you need not.
The frequency and depth with which I envision this future for myself can no longer be ignored. I am going to stop fantasizing about this and start trying to make it a reality. Full disclosure- human beings are notorious for poorly identifying what will make them happy. I have no idea if my undertaking here will bring me happiness or if it is even feasible. However, I owe it to myself to do the necessary due diligence and explore this avenue.
I have zero experience in the wine industry. I have incredibly limited knowledge about wine/making in general. I have fears and trouble quelling that nagging, doubtful voice. What I do have, however, is not something that can be learned or casually obtained.
Passion. Passion for wine and revelry. Passion for friends, family, and love. Passion for the deepest, truest sense of happiness.
Dear reader, this is my invitation to ask you join me on this journey. This is me, starting at square one, taking my first steps into what I hope can be my career, retirement, and passion, bottled into a single phenomenon. I will document here my processes, musings, research, successes, failures, and everything in between on a weekly, if not daily basis.
This blog will serve many purposes for this endeavor. Some days it’s simply an accountability piece, others, documentation of my notes/studies. It will also house organization, reflection, and narrative of the journey. I truly hope you experience this with me, whether you’re also curious about how to break into the industry without any experience or simply interested in how this dream may end.