The wine harvest is such a major event. All those little red and black buckets lined up in between the vines may appear minor; but there’s thousands everywhere.
Spilling over with grapes or when ignored, they tip over, waiting for the pickers and their various scissors to pay attention to them once again.
We give way to various brands of tractors and trailers with their precious crystal green and red grapes glistening beneath the azure sky.
yes, let the vendemmia begin….
