"I'm pleased that this be you! "said the former owner of Frederick, topant in there." Actually, I waited. Anyway, where was it to sell to a neighbor who wanted to make a motocross track for his son ... So ... "
So he sold ... For the price of land and the uprooting of the premium. A few thousand euros and a bonus-old fig trees flower, a handful of cherry trees, some oaks and a piece of slope entwined with thorns.
Yes, it's a pretty vine ... And the fact that it is exposed to the North does not hurt the case. Here, when it snows, the soil stays white a little longer as a neighbor.
And summer, the earth is fresh - it seems - more often than not. But she has trouble keeping this land, eroded by four decades of chemical weed control. The ground has slipped. The gullies were dug. Here and there the vines jerk. They do a thread. Tenuous. A real puzzle.
"should return the land, Frederick grin, scratching his head. But it is a mammoth task. It will bring back the grass. Bringing life actually ... That's it! We will let her live a little ... let the soil recover strength. Do not stress the animal. Never mind if the next harvest is meager. She needs to breathe a bit this vine. Do not stress ...".signed soon, Frederick has been the paperwork for conversion to organic. And then he started to work. Slowly. Mid-January to the vigneron 'Arzens has cut its old vines. In cup, as it should. And after? "we'll see" , as he says ... Every month as it comes. A vineyard is not reborn in a day.
can also read "the inescapable Malepère" and remember to a small quiz where you had already seen this famous vineyards ...
PS: Fred is looking for a name for his future vintage Grenache / Cinsault ... To your good heart, gentlemen and ladies!
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