Posted by Ken Forrester As I sat with my morning coffee this past Sunday, watching the very first of our autumn rains, I was again reminded of how nature constantly evolves. We pressed off the very last little batch of hand-destemmed 2009 Cabernet on Saturday morning—soft juice, inky purple in color, fully ripe, gentle tannins, with no hint of those sometimes leafy Cab flavors, and the alcohol is only a shade over 12.
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