People often think a winegrower’s work stops with the harvest. It does not. Once the grapes are in the cellar, the vines rest, and we take the secateurs out again for the winter pruning. It is a time we particularly love: calm, silent, almost meditative.
« Pruning a vine is teaching it patience. We cut today so that it gives the best of itself tomorrow. »
Every vine has its own character. Some grow every which way, others are better behaved. The cut has to be right, neither too severe nor too timid. We prune already thinking of next year’s bunch: a silent dialogue between the hand and the wood.
There is the morning cold, your breath misting in the air, the hot coffee shared between two rows with the whole team. It is moments like these that make the work beautiful, far more than the big harvests. We move on row by row, patiently, until the whole estate is ready to sleep through the winter.
The next time you open one of our cuvées, think of those hours spent in the cold, secateurs in hand, quietly preparing tomorrow’s wine.