It is fall in Napa.
The air has rapidly cooled to completely crisp this week. It is almost too chilly to keep your bedroom window open at night, but the first step out the door in the morning is shockingly refreshing and exciting.
Every street is bustling with signs of harvest. Beat up old trucks parked wherever is convenient for hauling bins, full containers of fruit being carried down the highway, and most exciting, vines bursting with ripe fruit is covering valley floor.
At Keever, patience is more than a virtue, it is a steadfast policy. Until our grapes are PERFECTLY ripe, we aren't picking a single berry.
We are all getting anxious, stir crazy, a little aggravated, but the reality is that the quality of our wine is the most important thing, especially when you make such few cases and plan to sell it all.
At the winery, we are keeping ourselves busy any way we can. We got our second block of Sauvignon Blanc grapes from the Jonquil vineyard last week, so that certainly occupied some time, but is nothing compared to what the red is going to do to our days.
Still waiting, still smiling...
Cheers,
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