It’s hot people. Very hot. The Pacific Northwest is having one of her few and far between spells of fiery, god forsaken heat.
It’s good I guess, I had already forgotten what it’s like to be really hot. This is a good reminder. Luckily our air conditioner is spectacular. It cools the house immediately to frigid temps. I sit here typing in thick, fluffy, winter socks and a sweater. Outside it’s hotter than a million suns burning down upon us. Okay, that’s a bit dramatic but you get it, right?
We were at the vineyard property and it was just too warm. The kids almost melted. We made it back to the car just in time.
As you can see there is no shade.
This ground is currently being ripped, a term used in vineyard production to describe deep tillage of the soil before vine plantation to remove old roots and loosen the subsoil. Ripping will help improve soil structure which is key in viticulture.
It’s a massive job and one pass with the CAT D8 is not enough. Cross-ripping is also required. Then raking, then stick-picking…
This picture excites me to no end. I shot this using extreme telephoto, from very, very far away on our property. These are vines planted last November at our neighbors and very close friend’s vineyard, J Wrigley. They sit directly across from us, up high on the ridge.
I am ecstatic to finally see their vines popping up where I only saw posts months beforehand. It only means their wine is so much closer to being in my glass. I. Can’t. Wait. We are so excited for them.
If you don’t already know, this is Willie. He is our vineyard guy, the one responsible for all the work you have seen so far. The one who took this job not knowing some crazy lady with a blog would be snapping his picture endlessly while he works. We truly appreciate all of his sweat equity. Without him we would be just stumps and mud. Thanks to him, we are now just mud. You have no idea what an accomplishment it is. We have found good people here and are eternally grateful.
I took this picture especially for Willie’s sister who lives clear across the country and gets only occasional glimpses of her brother and his big yellow machines from this blog. Darlene, this one’s for you.
Time for a scarf, this a/c is really cranking out the cold.
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