My lovely little vineyard is getting a much needed sprucing up. Alex is strumming, something he postponed last year. The grass is really thick up there, suggesting that the soil is fairly rich in that parcel of land which has never been tilled as far as we can tell. That means the soil structure has never been disturbed, an interesting thing in this region of farmland managed by the rules that often disturb the natural order of biodiversity.
We had a forecast for rain on Friday evening but the forecast is now showing gorgeous weather for the foreseeable future -- and no rain. Not a drop. Who has ever heard of such a thing out here? Are the vines going to survive without water? We don't have irrigation set up. Several years ago, you couldn't even buy a sprinkler in Ireland. Things have changed in a hurry.
Alex said over breakfast this morning that he was tired of all the sunshine. He can't allow himself to be inside when it's sunny. That's the hazard of growing up in Ireland. I can't get anything done...if I have to be inside to do it.
Apples getting ready |
My new pond |