
Spring creeps up the hill one tree at a time leafing a path to the top. From day to day we can't track Spring's progress clearly but a snapshot can.
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Spring creeps up the hill one tree at a time leafing a path to the top. From day to day we can't track Spring's progress clearly but a snapshot can.
Love the strong images in the first stanza, esp, “leafing a path to the top”!
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Thanks, JM. Pleased you liked it.
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I can smell the grapes from here already
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They just had bud break and are now sweating out chance of frost
Lovely vineyard and wonderful wines, Malc.
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Hic!
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Beautifully done
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Thanks, Derrick. It’s a family run farm that has been in the family for over a century. Jeff, the 4th generation, began the winery.
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Wonderful post, poem and picture!
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Thanks, GP. Appreciate it.
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Malc, they do 3 levels of Bordeaux reds, but only in years the vigneron believes the grapes are worthy. Nice Sauvignon Blanc and petite manseng whites also.
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“Leafing a path to the top”, a beautiful image you’ve created Pat!
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Much as gracias, Francisco. 🤓
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I love your words and your image ❣️🌹❣️
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Thanks, Luisa. You’re very kind.
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