Spring and Bud burst

Watching the vines through winter, (especially once they have been pruned) is like watching paint dry, nothing much happens. Occasionally I would walk up to one of the vines and gently touch one of the velvety little buds protruding from the knurled trunk, hoping to see some sign of life, maybe a little greenery, maybe […]


Who would have thought that there were so many ways to skin a cat, or, in our case, to cut a vine! This past weekend, we spent the weekend at the farm with our friend Margaret. We had grandiose plans of quickly learning how to prune whereafter we would attack the vines with vigour and […]