Stomping the grapes

A critical phase of the wine making process at Broken Stone.  At harvest this year we dumped a few lugs of grapes into wading pool and did a ceremonial grape stomp.  The cool clusters felt wonderful on tired feet.  Followed by a foot bath in warm water…luxury.  You just can’t get this sort of spa […]

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Hello World

“What are you doing?” a neighbour asked. “I’m digging a hole for my new sign” I said. “You’re going to need a rod;  you can’t dig a hole in the County without a rod” It’s true.  Hand digging in Hillier’s soil is a humiliatingly difficult proposition.  The limestone rocks jar your bones with every stab

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Of Mice, Birds, Raccoons, Deer, Voles, Rabbits, Turkeys, Wasps and Men

It’s a war zone out in the County these days.  Random shrieks and bangs are resounding from our neighbour’s vineyard a mile away, loud enough to make me instinctively duck for cover.  Bird control tactics are in full swing as they protect this year’s Harvest from a throng of threats. I toured our vineyard to

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Veraison

Veraison. Just a trickle now, soon a flood of colour will wash through the vineyard, painting the berries purple and gold.  Our vines will stop their frantic vegetative growth. Shoots will turn from green to copper.  Grapes will soften and sweeten.  Hints of Harvest.

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Carving A Sign

People said we need a better sign.  We found some leftover cedar planks, nailed them together, and for the cost of a Dremmel tool and a couple of hours on a Saturday morning, we have a new sign!  We’ll paint it our logo colours, hang it at the end of the driveway, and see who

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