There is a wonderful sense of composure here and a wine that seems entirely at peace with itself. Aromas unfold slowly—wild bramble, red plum skin, dried herbs, pencil shavings, warm stone after rain, a touch of tapenade and the faintest suggestion of tobacco leaf, and forest floor—each emerging with quiet assurance rather than urgency. The palate is graceful and finely woven, carrying its depth almost invisibly, where silken tannins and luminous freshness seem less like structure than a gentle current guiding the wine forward. Nothing shouts, nothing competes…everything simply belongs. It is deeply satisfying today, yet the wine is built for the next 10-15 years (and then some).