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"Dream on" ... It's in the box!

Unrest in Mas my Father. The days of "placing" , the atmosphere is electric. Along the truck, Frederick agitated, his face closed. The whole family is on deck. Even the youngest child Anna is mobilized. Maximum voltage. This is the last step, the singular moment when the wine escapes its creator. The ultimate moment of doubt, too. On the chain, bottles and clashing parade. Align the safe hands immediately in the cards. It's over. After a year of patient work of Vine and several months of tank, the first vintage of "Dream on" is safe in his suit of glass. Ready for the big trip.

Flashback.

18 months ago, a stroke of the pen before a notary, the Grenache and Cinsault of Pépou escape grubbing. That day, her eyes shining the seller. They tell the relief to see him survive his vines. Pride transmit them. In the process, under a drizzling rain, Frederic and I are going inspect "our" vines. Hers actually. Because the vine belongs to those who work.

Four Months Later, the winemaker get on with the first size . Fingertips. The vines are fragile. Some hardly hold ground. Frederick thousand questions arise: should return to the earth? Cut into goblet or Palliser? Décavaillonner? Weediness? How will react the vine without fertilizers or pesticides? Take it up? Moving from traditional to organic viticulture is a turn is 180 degrees. Risky.

the spring relief. Even stripped of its pharmaceutical drugs, the vines resisted. The beast is solid. Although she worked hard, clusters are by appointment. Pretty Bouquets green berries and tight. Even the soil leached by four decades of herbicides to life. The land is less compact. She breathes.

September. harvest is small. A few dozen crates barely. But by the end of steeping whole cluster, the taste is there. Generous. Decidedly Southern. In late November, the bottle happens in Paris under the cloak confirms this first impression. Watching me taste his wine, Frederick smiled. He is happy with his shot. And it's nice to see.

There. Close two years have elapsed since the first handshake. This morning, the boxes pile up quietly in the small room reserved for "sales area" . 800 bottles only. Anna returned to play his age. "Cause always," He is waiting for the fans.

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The pen and the shears

Winemakers write soon. "We would do well but there is no time ... You understand?" they invariably respond with air sorry to those who regret that the days do not do that twenty-four hours. "Writing, ah yes ... I thought about it ... " laments that other ." I would have something to say ...". But nothing comes. The truth is that most prefer to far the work of the vineyard and cellar to knocking a computer. secateurs are in pen.

more reason not to shun those who, like Catherine Bernard , jump into the water. It must be said that six years ago, the pen was his profession:

"One morning in February 2005, says the former journalist in the book she just published, I put a trellis , boots, hat hunter super-lousy earbuds with synthetic fur and I got into my car to go to cut (...) what would be my vines: one hectare of mourvedre and grenache. I would learn a few months later that was not the grenache grenache but marselan of an illegal variety.

The seller did not bother to prevent it, of course. Too happy to pass on to mistigri "city girl" . The first day, 106 Catherine carve unfortunate stem "barely a row" , when a professional shoots 500 to 800.

few pages later, another scene speaks on the cool reception: just before final signing of the sale, while it has already begun to carve she meets her neighbor plot at Copal, "the Gamm green wine" :

"where you prune? At St. Drezery? Oh, it's you?". And type of add immediately without giving him time to reply: "Lose your time, the vines you will not."

Yet, six vintages later, Catherine is still there on earth La Carbonell, applied to cut its 4876 strains. Although "winemaker it sounds bad, it makes pochtronne ", as he pointed his elegantly training manager. Or if " bio anyway it's bullshit ". The result of six years of learning lies in the hand is a green rectangle and 232 pages long, both lucid and without false modesty.

Not bitter two cents, the winemaker will review the hard knocks and cheap shots. The small joys, doubts and joys too. Powdery mildew and downy mildew. "The Cyclops Philippe" , the chase does not settle the land. The uncertainty of the sky and the cellar. Complicity buddies and solitude of the winemaker. In short: the discovery of a profession which she already knows that "his life will not" to discover all the secrets, because "that ' a life of winemaker has resulted in too few wines . She concludes:

"At night, my body weighs a ton, I am a cube, a dense mass and gross, as women of Picasso paintings (...) The work makes the vain posturing will. It destroys the bustle of small me ".

And we understood that she found her new life in a very personal definition of happiness.

"In the Vineyard" Catherine Bernard is published by Editions du Rouergue (20 euros).

We also read with profit: "good sheet" of the book s ur blog Catherine ... And if you feel like it: In Vino Libertas, the portrait that he had spent the VDMA in 2008.

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