Wine, like a great city or time, like Kundalini, like the great discoveries of stream of consciousness writing of the 1950s of Hrabal and Kerouac, is about the flow of energy. Wine is token of the Earth's flow, up from the soil, down from the rain, inward from the Universe, the sun, the stars, the moon, outward in growth, even mankind taking a part in it at the end of the season. It's the same as good child care; let the flow happen, creative minds seeking forward, growing toward well-rounded imaginative friendly people, just the same as vines.