We visited another vineyard in the Livermore Valley to buy a bottle or two but their outdoor wine tasting veranda was already in full capacity. The woman there showed me a list of both their Pinot Noir and Chardonnay but I felt being rushed into buying. I wanted Edmund to taste it first but since they were closing, nevermind. Although it was only 5 pm, they couldn’t accommodate us anymore.
While walking to where our vehicle was parked, I couldn’t resist the quaint charm of the grape clusters lined armlength away. I resisted touching these berries.