Poplys In The Bladder

But what's that long? Rest assured I will not get drunk again with my philosophical considerations to two balls on the passing of time, time is merely a mental construct, the time that weaves the day, time makes and breaks the will of the people and their aspirations. No, I'm talking about the time that is outside. A time for less than twenty years can not know because they prefer to stay warm inside to play the Wii. I understand a little. I would not break the myth, but there are days, the job of winemaker, is a pain. After half an hour of pruning shears, I told myself it was not a life, even my dog he wanted to return, we are not animals anyway. It may be global warming, it is perhaps reflecting a drop in temperature? But who will carve my thousands of stocks, I ask you, if it curdles like that all winter? A former told me the other day that he had 56's so cold they could not cut before the month of April, there had been a world so in the vineyards, worse than on the ring-peak hours. Though in my opinion he was talking about the ring road in the 60s, because now it gets really anything the ring road, it feels like the Beaujolais harvest time. I do not know if you know but the Beaujolais annually hosts tens of thousands of people during the harvest, the machines they will pass over our bodies before proceeding on our vines! no but. At the same time, it was not (yet) law. One day, perhaps the machines will replace the pickers and he does we'll just sell our land and go to town. (?)

From home, I a clear view of the vines at the bottom of Fleurie. Well, there's the wine that snow, rain, shine, that the same three together, and although they go guys, the hood on his head, his body bent on the vine and they cut, they cut, they cut. (The "they cut" three times, it's not copy / paste involuntary, is a figure of speech to be emphasized that whatever the weather, well the guy they cut, they cut, they cut) . I say hat. When I feel my fingers, suddenly there 's an extraordinary thing that comes to mind and it is imperative that I return to tell on the blog if I write not right now I'll forget and it would be bad for you. Well, hold on, you imagine that last night we ate whole wheat pasta! Crazy, no? Other things you can do when it peels off like that is hanging out in the cellar to redo the drums full of times since yesterday that the level has really dropped or Regout wines to see if it has changed since yesterday because yesterday we were not spoiled at either time. And good about it, there's still a funny thing is how the wine moves with the times. With the time I should say. Whoever runs through the hourglass when you turn around, and whoever is outside. I am regularly experiment with many still wonder (how much longer I would wear this look at the world marveled child? In fact, Santa Claus exists or not then?). Okay I'll do it quickly, the sun came out. I was saying, it is clear that the wind, air pressure, temperature had an incredible influence on how taste wines in the cellar. But I will not have time to develop, where the sun shines as loud as possible and I have a little work out and my job is winemaker (last try) and not blogger. then I must be size, size I, and I size not only three times this would be too good.