An early morning spent in the vineyards.
Who'd have thought that something so old and bent could create the perfect sip? The older the better...
Goodness me, do they want to blend themselves? I had my work cut out, eh, cutting and chopping some order into these rows.
This morning we started at a quarter to seven while it was still cool. I thought I'd show you the before and after...helps to be tall.
Handcrafted vines. They are about a head taller than me. A great workout for arms.
How is that for an office view?
That last row proved itself rather tricky...once or twice I slid down the bank. A case of; now you see me, now you don't!
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