As for me, I’m back at my computer writing research papers, but also enjoying long walks past sleeping vineyards. The vines are bare of leaves, but the black cordons and slender shoots look like sculptures in the bright sun. Pruning season is upon is, and soon yellow mustard and orange California poppies will fill the rows between the vines.
January 2011 Wine Quote
My quote for this month comes from D.H. Lawrence’s poem “Grapes”:
Our pale day is sinking into twilight,
And if we sip the wine, we find dreams coming upon us
Out of the imminent night