The start of a new year in wine country; i.e. lots to do! Made a quick stop to see how my friends Charlie and Peggy Becker were doing, only to find them out in the fields pruning the vines. If it ain't one thing it's another.
So whatever little prayer we can say to help out our hard working vintners will go a long way. Each season brings its own dangers for the vines, and if all goes well we produce a vintage wine.
We often take for granted the immense amount of work and worry that goes into that great wine you had for dinner last night. Somehow, they pull it off and get a wonderful batch of grapes in the fall for the wine. Yet some places around the world aren't so lucky. To them the word vintage takes on new (or should I say old) meaning. At one point the word vintage meant that the year was good enough to produce an acceptable fine wine. Now it just means the year the grapes were picked. All our wines are Vintage! And that's thanks in no small measure to the likes of Charlie and Peggy.
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