Last weekend, while I was studying and stretching at Yoga teacher training, my man M. was near Bergerac in the southwest of France with some friends. They went to another friend's families' winery, or rather winery to be. Between the eight of them, they planted 1500 (!) grapevines in a matter of three days or so. CRAZY! In between planting, there was ample time for eating, drinking and hanging around the grounds, too, so all was well.
The above images show M. in his truest essence: taking in food and laughing the widest, happiest, most squinty eyed laugh of all the laughs. The sweetest human.