This could be a dream.
The dream of a loved one holding you tightly and kissing you gently.
It’s a dimly lit room with a roaring fire and time to waste.
It’s a passionate chocolate and brandy fuelled kiss, a fondle in amongst the redwoods, moonlight glinting as the rain patters onto the pithy woodland foliage.
It’s a warming coffee as you return holding hands and beaming.
It’s molasses and it’s bracken, it’s red onion marmalade and it’s beef stock, it;s plums and it’s dandelion and burdock.
Rain Shadow is your dream of an Imperial Stout, your dream of that perfect moment just as you happily close your eyes and drift away.