When I am alone with nature, I like to think about what its experience of life might be. What better way to understand nature than to put ourselves in its place and imagine how it feels to share existence with humans. I hope these reflections on my experiences inspire your own discoveries.
Craggy old vines keep their vigil. They are the sentinels of time, a conduit between the earth and the sky.
Geologically the rocks considered llicorella are metamorphic slates from the Carboniferous Period…
“Sit with me. Let me tell you a story about life. I have been loved and forgotten, and still, I am here…”
There is a rhythm to this life, a balance of existence in which everything has its role and supports the other.
We should learn to live truly in balance with our ecosystem before looking for another planet to call home…
People have been using their ingenuity to force nature to be more productive without awareness of a finish line…
Can growth be controlled to maintain a healthy equilibrium or will fate step in and decide for them…
In the vineyards, the vines and the people move with nature, responding to the sun and its seasonal rhythms of life.
This may mean life goes on regardless of what people do. But I see it as an interdependent coexistence…
Shining the spotlight on Eben Sadie was no easy task. Understanding him requires a willingness to go deeply…
Old vines are “… a journey into the earth in search of nourishment, survival is the will to drink deeply of life.”
Eventually I matured and became ripe with freshness and the good manners of balanced sweetness and acidity …
Jack London wrote, "I am all sun and air and sparkle. I am vitalized, organic." This is Spring to me, when energy…
Books tell only one side of the story. It takes insight to truly know what it takes for each vineyard to thrive.
Organic and biodynamic farming is an intuitive urge to find our integrated relationship with nature again.
“The great work begins" with preserving the landscape and the spirit so deeply rooted to it.
The air warms, energy begins to build and one day you awake and Spring has arrived. Tiny buds emerge …
