A cold wineter’s day, wrapped heartily in friendship and fire pits, wine and warmth of hearts and hearths.
IT IS SO COOL BEING A FARMER.
When I look at the sky, I feel a kinship with the adventurers who set out to explore the possibilities in this new land.
My tail was wagging the whole time
This is why we revel in the days of rebirth where all is new again and the land reawakens to the unlimited possibility of life resurgent – of energy returned.
Great vines make great wine!
We went to the hearing hopeful but almost spent. The anxiety of the preceding several months weighing heavily upon us both.
It is amazing to see the first blush of spring in the forests as the buds pop red and green.
We will keep trying to make it a special place away retreat for you and yours. Because we all need that sometimes.
After a winter of anxiety and challenge, we can see and smell the coming of the Spring.
“You promised to let us drink wine and stay forever young.”
We love the transition time of this season. Snow, sun, chill, warmth. So variable and surprising.
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