Fine wine like fine art also elicits romantic visions. Vineyards drenched in dappled sunlight or candle-lit caves. Grey-haired British ladies and gentlemen describing the traits and aromatics of a given wine in the Queen's best English. Wine like art is raw. It requires years of hard work. It has a high likelihood of failing. It is subjective at best. It isn't always pretty. Like art, for every good or great wine that is made there have been thousands of failures. On the palate, prominent acidity takes over and assists by throwing wild blueberry, olallieberry, and freshly picked tarragon across the tongue. The finish is framed by an intriguing texture of soft velvet and dust paired with crisp acidity indicative of its aging potential.