Here at BOW, we sometimes like to write about what we're up to. This Blog page is our chance to report from the front line of wine making and we hope you like our silly little thoughts!
Forecast: "Season's first flakes Saturday." Per the Washington Post, cozy wineter has arrived. Just in time to curl up with puppy Peanut. (We renamed her from Pinot because of the confusion over name and the word "no" and because she is a little nut. Peanut is also a good mutt name and she is a very sweet mutt.) Justice has been great; playing with and watching over her. Barley is keeping form with his sad-sack personality and doesn't really want to have anything to do with it. Each night Sharon has been in heaven as the puppy snuggles against her neck while she falls asleep in front of the TV.
Don't know about you, but snow at the winery sounds lovely. Do us a favor and imagine this: families with dogs n kids line the tasting bar and fill the tables. There is wonder at the beautifully decorated tasting room and the snow flakes and globes shine and reflect the light all around like Santa's disco ball. Christmas music moves the festive scene along with the occasional early 80s British New Wave/Ska band. Folks are seated inside at tables full of picnics that include holiday plates and table cloths and candles. People are meeting for the first time, drawn together by the camaraderie of dogs, kids, wine, season, and proximity. The wine loft is full of folks and some are playing board games. The view through the grand half-round is breathtaking as the flurries descend in waving columns between BOW and the ridgeline. The occasional dog bark is backstopped by much laughter and the excited wave of voices exchanging stories. At all three tasting bars, our staff are pouring the wine and sharing their love of BOW and one another. The wine is delicious and refreshing to taste. Sharon and Rick have done their jobs very well and Sharon walks among us smiling and beautiful with Peanut in her arms.
Outside, the fire pits are all lit and give off the wonderful smoky smell which blends perfectly with memories and the crisp, bright air. The snowfall is dry and so too are the bundled guests who stand around each fire, taking in the gentle sense of season's change.
Guests and friends continue to arrive with bags full of supplies for Fauquier's neediest families. Over 5000 items have been delivered and are being stacked under the 15 foot high bedecked Christmas tree. Space is running out beneath and the skirt of generosity extends further and further beyond the tree's perimeter; climbing higher and hiding the lowest boughs. It is an amazement this gift of our community.
This is our holiday time; this is tonite and tomorrow.