Well, the winemaking side of things are taking care of themselves. The malos are moving well. Le Chambertin, which was the last to be picked and the last to start and finish primary has been doing very well on the malo and is almost finished. The malo on the two other cuvées have been bubbling away but haven’t budged numerically speaking. No worries either way, as long as they are healthy and tasting as they should.
*Note that the Morey Saint Denis is Morey Saint Denis 1er Cru ‘Les Chaffots’ (a much longer name)
Besides checking the wine through analysis, I’ve been busy with a bunch of things. Setting up the cable, phone service, tearing into the massive garden in our courtyard (which will double as the are for processing fruit during harvest), and painting have been major tasks. They’ve all been fun though. Really, I’m serious. Going from an empty house in Burgundy to changing over a garage to a cuverie, filling up a very old cave with your wine, getting your refrigerator together along with beds is major. Everything I tinker on just makes me so happy and my wife and daughter seem to be enjoying my handywork…though my painting can use a lot of practice.
Today, it’s raining, so there will be a small break in the paint workshop. I still have a lot of painting to do. Hopefully the rain will let up tomorrow so I can get back to work. There is a fair amount of 1950′s green on the walls which I am in a hurry to whiten up.
The garden is coming along as well. There were weeds much taller than me, at around 7 feet tall. All of these were ripped out by hand as I didn’t have the proper tools to fit the timing of my increasing impatience. I also cleared out a nice strawberry patch as it had decided to run wild throughout the garden. Sad to see them go, but I’ll plant more soon. Next, I bought some trees. Clementine Mandarins, Lemon, Pear, Cherries and a few herbs. Today a friend and I were set to roto-till the garden and plant some grass (between painting, of course) but the rain pushed the plans until another day.
Thankfully through all of this my wife has been watching Isabella, our daughter while I ran around getting things done. Isabella even helped pick some weeds with me, dandelion by dandelion. She’s much more precise than I am. Hopefully she is free during harvest.