We’re lucky enough not to have many grey winter days here in the Languedoc: the sky is usually blue, the stone used for building the houses is honey-coloured and the landscape is a mix of dusty evergreen garrigue and sepia vineyards where the pruned vines wait for spring.
Just think what those vines are going to produce:)
Those vines remind me of California.
It’s amazing how fast they grow – they’ll be covered in leaves and grapes in 6 months!
My grandfather had a few vines in our backyard. I still cannot get over how severely they were trimmed each year and how miraculously they’d recover every Spring.
Big Man cut back my father´s vines in London – I think my father is quite worried they won´t grow back, but they really needed a serious haircut!