5 gallon jugs, balloons, a bottle capper, and fruit, these are lovely combinations to the creative.
My dad was a creator of wine and beer, it wasn’t that he was inbibing in the off hours, he just liked the creation of liquid made to dull the senses and to test what nature had available.
Like one night we were all sleeping, my sisters, brother, and parents ,when all of a sudden it sounded like a shoot out in the OK basement. Something was popping all which way. I found out in the morning the home brew my dad careful capped with his antique bottle capper and placed lovingly in an aluminum tub with a cover over it to keep cool, were the source of calamity. There was glass inbedded in the comforter and it did smell like a beat up liquor store. All that hard and loving work gone up in a burst of glory. Tsk Tsk. His creativity amazed me, the things he would try, his tenacity and love of a creation.
In my brothers high school years (the 60’s) he tried his hand at wine making. In the northwest corner of the basement was a flavorful selection of fruits, as well as the dandelion variety of wine. I remember being allowed to taste the concotion and didn’t know what all the fuss was about.
It wasn’t surely about me, it was surely about him and all the different ways, he found to relax . Balloons and jugs and crocks and time all these trinkets pulling together for the amusement of buster and I was a spectator remembering
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