I was alone at night, maybe my husband had fallen asleep, maybe it was the night he had CQ duty. There was left over sparkling wine in the fridge from New Year’s Eve. I poured myself a glass, sat down in front of this thing and took¬†some shots using available light. I like this shot. I like the red colors, the bubbles in the bubbly, the composition. I also enjoyed the drink.

“Wine is bottled poetry.”¬† ~Robert Louis Stevenson