Bruce and I share a love of wine. He has been a big help. We share equipment; we have a great partnership.

Lucie and I drank every one of those bottles.

Wine enters through the mouth,
Love, the eyes.
I raise the glass to my mouth,
I look at you,
I sigh.

I pray you, do not fall in love with me, for I am falser than vows made in wine.

You're in my blood like holy wine, You taste so bitter and so sweet. I could drink a case of you darling Still I'd be on my feet. I would still be on my feet.

Wine comes in at the mouth And love comes in at the eye; That's all we shall know for truth Before we grow old and die