If a wine could sing the Stone’s She’s a Rainbow, this might be it — not because it is colorful in the obvious sense, but because every note arrives with effortless harmony. This is Grenache humming an elegant tone and not one of power. Wild strawberry gives way to pomegranate, then rose, a hint of sweet herbs (a negroni-like note here), a touch of spice, each appearing like another instrument joining the melody before slipping gracefully back into the whole. There is no crescendo, purely ballerina-like movement and precision. It leaves you smiling without quite knowing why, convinced that beauty is sometimes at its most profound when it never asks to be noticed.