Saturday, June 30, 2007

Canopy?

John Kelso: Hey, Joe, what happened? Joe Odom: Oh, that Jim Williams went and shot somebody. CanapĂ©? —Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil

Connie's Post:
Appropos of nothing, that movie quote. except when gerald and i are working in the vineyard at a certain time of year and the discussion centers upon the amount of leaves the vines are putting out. then we get the giggles. and a seemingly innocuous word, "canopy" becomes mangled...meaningless...as we adopt outlandish southern accents, imitating the characters from the movie Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. the topic of our discussion?

leaf canopy management.

if you google leaf canopy management, you'll find many entries—many serious entries— regarding the care and techniques in working with the vertical and lateral shoots, the vine spacing, the types of trellising, the leaf removal from the east facing side to maximize the warming morning sun while protecting the grape clusters from the hot afternoon sun and at the same time, improving air circulation.

this is not that type of article.

here you see uncle pete and gerald looking through the leaf canopy. gerald had just finished telling uncle pete the best balanced canopy is where you can tell what shirt someone on the other side is wearing, but you can't see that person's face. just make you want to smile, doesn't it?

all goofiness aside, gerald had been to a vineyard management seminar at the linden vineyard (located in virginia), the previous sunday and learned quite a bit regarding how to work with the vineyard and the vine. being new to vineyard management, i don't profess to be an expert. i cannot even say i remember everything gerald spoke about while showing us how he needed to have us tend to the vines. what i am presenting today is a simple story of how uncle peter and i interpreted gerald's brief demonstration when we managed our rows' canopy. canopy management in the vineyard is a process of keeping the vine in balance throughout the growing season and essential to producing a grape in balance. an
exuberant proliferation of leaves, while to a casual eye may seem like a thing of beauty, does nothing for the grape produced. the heaviness of leaf production can shade the grape clusters from the sun, resulting in impeding ripening affect the flavor structure. The lack of sun affects the color of the skins of the grapes, and since the grape skin contributes mightily to the color and flavour of the wine, you need that skin to reach its maximum potential. by removing the necessary leaves and lateral shoots, air circulation is improved and disease like rot and mildew can be prevented. remove too much, though, and the grapes could get sunburned or not ripen well. its a delicate balance.

first, gerald said it was important to remove the east-side facing leaves below the grape clusters. removing these leaves will help expose the grapes to the morning sun, a gentle warming action. later, when the sun rises overhead and starts on its western descent, the overhead and western facing canopy will protect the vineyard from the harsher afternoon rays. here, you see gerald demonstrating for uncle pete how and where to snap off the leaves and which lateral shoots should go. i came into the vineyard a little late on the demo, so uncle peter then gave me a recap of how to remove leaves and shoots as gerald moved on to his other vineyard chores.

the next series of images shows uncle peter demonstrating how you needed to look into the vine's canopy, find the grape cluster and start to work around, snapping off the leaves in front, making sure you don't accidently grab the cluster itself, and removing the shoots that were growing sideways (lateral). once you did this properly, there was the eastern-exposed cluster. uncle pete and i worked our respective rows that afternoon, snapping and pulling on the vines.

the last two small pictures are the resulting before and after picture. first, you'll see the canopy is dense and the clusters are shaded. the next image shows the cluster are now exposed and the air circulation has been improved. once i finished my row and looked back, i really got a sense of accomplishment.

i also feel i am beginning to understand the different varieties of grapes we are proofing grow in different ways. like the sangiovese—wildly exuberant—the row is like the big blond labrador retriever of our east vineyard. seeing the first row of the proofing vineyard just puts a smile on my face as i enter the vineyard. now, though, i see we need to put more discipline into the training of our puppies. on the other hand, we have a variety like the marchand—clearly the well-disciplined standard show poodle of the vineyard. here is a picture of a nicely structured marchand vine. i think this is how we'd like the vines and their vertical shoots to be placed. exceptionally pretty with the afternoon sun illuminating the leaves.

Friday, June 29, 2007

A Simple Matter of Taste

Connie's Post:
Mike Steinberger? Pretty entertaining writer regarding wine. I've linked you to a previous article where he discusses writing about wine and the terminology. Here is another link to a series of Slate.com articles and here he discusses the physiology of the oenophile—what is taste and what it means to be a supertaster. Bon appetit!

Do You Want to be a Supertaster?
The Physiology of the wine critic.
By Mike Steinberger

Thursday, June 28, 2007

Southern Maryland is Flat

Extremely flat. but south africa is not. i know it has nothing to do with the farm or vineyard, but just go along for the ride:

Sunday, June 24, 2007

Leaves as Large as a Married Man's Hand!

Ginormous leaves, the size of a married man's hand appear in the vineyard!
Connie's Post:
Its another pleasant valley Sunday today. i have only one task to accomplish today and no filial duties. The boys are at grandpa bootcamp and my husband is attending a Linden vineyard workshop. the rest of the day stretches in front of me like the rolling Kansas plains did when i was young and my family would embark upon a driving tour of the west. gerald laughed at me stretched lazily on the blue couch and quoted a line from office space:

"I did nothing. I did absolutely nothing, and it was everything I thought it could be."

and i did do nothing til 9:45am. then i cranked up the mac. my nothing today is to get caught up on the blog. then we'll see what other nothing i'll get into. i sorted through the june 9th images. just a few more and we'll have that series done. which is a good thing. i have many, many new images and stories just waiting.

June 9: State of the Proofing Vineyard

Saturday, June 23, 2007

Weekly Entries, May 26-June 19

From the Farm Journal Archives:

26 May 07, GB: HOT. 90s. No rain. GB weeded around 2 year old viognier vines. KM & CB weeded around vidal vines. BB hung bicycle wheels to end posts to facilitate netting the vines later in the year.

27 May 07, GB: Sunny hot. no rain. BB & GB used trailer, picked up cub cadet mower from TSC Mower @ Charlotte Hall. Moved water tank to E. vineyard—GB truck could not get enough traction to pull tank up the hill.

29 May 07, BB/CC/PC: 70-80s. breezy. beautiful. stacked popular lumber. CC piled up dead christmas trees. BB culled christmas trees for burning, mowed around trees.

30 May 07, BB: thinking about changing input section of 1/2 hp pump to one inch fittings. might eliminate loss of prime when irrigating. i suspect that when diameter in = diameter out & we pump downhill, the gravity sucks out and moves water than the pump can pump in.

2 June 07, GB: cloudy & warm. upper 80s. no rain. GB thinned shoots and trained vines in W. vineyard. BB water vines in E. vineyard.

3 June 07, GB: RAIN! inserted blue tarp liner in tank behind lab. BB covered w/mesh to catch leaves. fixed dead bolt latch on back door.

5 June 07, CC/PC: beautiful day—clear. humid to start, alot of breeze 1.0" in rain gauge. hung back door screen. packed up trash in shed to take to dump. finished stacking lumber by old barn. trimmed & trained vines in W. vineyard. not finished. mowed E. vineyard. cross wire and height wires. vines look good.

9 June 07, GB: made it down by 2pm, Boy1 had TaeKwonDo belt ceremony. one belt away from black belt.

12 June 07, CC/PC: 70s & 80s, light breeze, average humidity. no rain in guage, it was upside down. Picked up trailer at Peter's William brought his bill for the east acreage, Jimmy came, too. Their Ma had a bad fall while going down their back porch. Charlie picked up culled trees w. trailer. Peter tied up all shoots close to ground in E. vineyard. Huge clouds today, very lonely. Need rain. vineyard looks good. German wasp damage to Nordsmanns—striking!!

16 June 07, GB: BB put filters in outlets on large water tank cut back branches along field to lot 11. GB arrived in afternon, after MGGA field day @ summerseat. worked in W. vineyard, training shoots in rows 1-9. mowed entire W. vineyard. nice day.

17 June 07, GB &/BB: HOT breezy. not too bad. BB cleaned mobile tank, flushed w/water. East side of rows needed leaf pulling.

19 June 07, CC/PC: 70s & 90s. cleary hazyhot, light breeze. found Melvin's home, spoke to wife. He is barn man, catch him there between 4-5pm. fascinating place. CC mowed. PC picked wine grape leaves in E. side of rows in W. vineyard. Fishied row 1, started row 2, slow going—gets to the back after awhile. Tomorrow is CC's 75th birthday. hurrah, hurrah. lets have a jubilee.

Wednesday, June 20, 2007

Shine, as Children Do

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us.

We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God.

Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you.

We are all meant to shine, as children do.

We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.

As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

A Return to Love,
by Marianne Williamson.

2007 Virginia Field Day Notes

Gerald's Post:
This past Saturday I attended the the MGGA Summer Field Day at Summerseat Vineyard just down the road from us in Charlotte Hall. Pat Isle, the vineyard manager, hosted the event.

Summerseat dates back to 1732 and is unusual for SoMD in that it was an interior plantation. Most plantations were located on the water, as a necessity for transportation. The primary dwelling is listed in the Marland HIstorical Trust survey no. SM-181. The property is now held by a non-profit organization dedicated to it's preservation and promotion of mankind's connection with the land, plants and animals.

The current vineyard at Summerseat is a 1/2 acre testing site with many different varieties planted, usually in groups of four vines, although there are a large number of Foch, Vidal Blanc, Norton, and Chambourcin. Smaller numbers of Viognier, Sangiovese, Petite Verdot, Vignoles, Dolcetto, Mavasia Bianca, Nebbiola, Petite Sirah, Cabernet Franc, and Barbera.

There was some Shiraz, but it was replaced, as it didn't do very well.

The Viognier looked good, although crop can be light. Joe Fiola commented that BUD NECROSIS often occurs with this variety in the fall, and is generally not the result of frost or freeze in the late spring.

Pat noted his Grape Root Borer populations and control methods. I have not investigated this on our site, but plan to find out how to do this.

Joe Fiola of UMD gave a talk on vineyard management practices:
  • Tight-clustered variety prevention
    pinch off the bottom of the cluster before berry-touch (now). When it rains, the water will run out the bottom of the cluster instead of collecting inside the cluster and promoting mold development.
  • Bunch thinning
    Should be done just before veraison to get to final cropping levels. Drop all clusters on half-length shoots, as these will not ripen anyway.
  • Spraying
    pH of water can make a difference in efficacy. Read product labels for details. Need to test pH.
  • Nitrogen
    Vines use stored N up to bloom. Then must get it from the ground (or leaves via foliar fertilization). Bloom/post bloom is optimal time for N application. Petiole analysis is the best means of determining nutrient requirements in the vine.
  • Three Reasons for leaf pulling
    • 1) Ripen clusters
    • 2) The buds lowest on the shoots this year will be the fruiting shoots next year, but will only be fruitful if they don't get shaded this year.
    • 3) Airflow and sunshine inhibits disease conditions. There are two kinds of sunlight: Morning (cool) sun, and Afternoon (hot) sun. The cool morning sun is good for clusters, as it dries them quickly and does not heat or burn the clusters. Afternoon sun tends to keep the clusters warm longer, preventing development of character flavors, and can potentially burn the clusters. With this in mind, leaf-pulling to open the canopy and expose the clusters is a two-stage process. Leaves on the east side of the rows should be pulled 2 to 4 weeks post bloom, which is now. Leaves on the west side of the rows should be pulled just prior to veraison.
  • Canopy density
    A good rule of thumb: When looking through a row at someone on the other side, you should be able to see what color shirt they have on, but not be able to identify the person.
Next came a short MGGA business meeting.

Bruce Perrygo mentioned the grape growing survey results are available online at marylandgrapes.org and includes variety recommendations.

Emily Johnson gave an update on the CPPP. Due to Homeland Security rules changes, there are certain pesticides that cannot be broken out of their packages for distribution. This means that a few products require individuals to purchase unreasonable quantities, unless some legal method of breaking up the packages can be found. The example given was Quintec, which comes in a ten-bottle package, but which a single bottle would do for one vineyard for an entire season.

Jan Ricki gave a treasurer update. There is grant money available from the state for grape growing related projects, but they have not recieved many proposals on how to spend it. Send in ideas.

Joe Fiola hosted organoleptic testing of varieties grown in the UMD test vineyard in Upper Marlboro. I sampled a very unusual Pinot Grigio. It had a fruity aroma and pronounced apple taste. While not what people think of this variety, Joe commented this style was quite common in Southern France and NW Italy. Ann DeMarsay of UMD gave a talk on bunch rots and passed out samples of common diseases.

Primary pathogens are things that can infect healthy grapes - only fungi can do this. Common ones are: Phomopsis, Black Rot, Botrytis, Ripe Rot, Bitter Rot, Macrophma Rot. Secondary pathogens require an entry point caused by a primary pathogen, mechanical injury, or wildlife damage (bird pecks). Management practices include: Planting resistant varieties, loose clusters, less vigorous, hybrids, natives. Good canopy mgmt - shoot thinning, hedging, leaf pulling, cluster thinning. 7-10 day spray schedule through post-bloom 10-14 day schedule thereafter, depending on disease pressure and weather. PM resistance is documented to FLINT after 15 - 20 total sprays. (I use this one and have about 6 total so far.) PM is becoming resistant to SI's (that's a class of fungicide, of which Nova is one. I use Nova intermittently.) Ben Beale of the Cooperative Extension Service gave a very good spraying demo, including different types of spraying equipment. Everything from backbacks to airblast sprayers. Demonstrated proper personal protective equipment and processes, and sprayer/tractor calibration. Pat Isle's sprayer was on display. He has a similar one to ours, but has modified it with a single verticle boom with three nozzles. Looked great. He pulls a 50 gallon tank with a 23 hp riding mower. I spoke one-on-one with Dr DeMarsey about our Tinta Cao vines that have fan leaves. I offered to send her pics of them and have done so. She mentioned that certain varieties of blueberries do well in the heat. I always thought they were more of a cold weather crop. She received her doctorate for research on blueberries, so she probably knows something about it.

That's it for now. If you made to the end of this message I commend you on your fortitude.

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

High Wire Act

proofing concept vines reach the top wire
Connie's Post
Gerald took this shot right before i went to the HOW conference. the proofing vines have reached the top wire. soon, we will start working on weaving the wayward growth back to the wires and keeping the renegades from creeping on the ground. reweaving keeps the vines from attracting disease from the ground and being hit from the mower. plus, a general sense of discipline about the place is nice to maintain...

here is a shot that will give you an idea of the width between two of the vineyard rows. the second image is to show you the contrast of size between the 4 year old proofing vines and the starter viognier, on their second summer. how quickly they grow!

Monday, June 18, 2007

In verbis vini veritas?

Connie's Post
While i'm recovering from my mind exploding at the HOW conference (four new ideas to present to clients! one new product line to offer clients! creativity completely refreshed!) and the virginia beach art festival (three new fine art ideas! why am i so busy?!), i found this slate magazine article for your enjoyment:


Cherries, Berries, Asphalt and Jam. Why some wine writers talk that way by Mike Steinberger

i really enjoy mike's wine column and this article makes several interesting points. i come from the point of view that the simpler the explanation, the more truth there is in it. as i get older, i also understand in order to see the truth, there is usually more than one explanation. mike covers both of these statements in writing about wine writers with strength and humor. bon appetit!

gerald has taken many photos while i've been out, so the posting mania will begin again soon. stay tuned!

Monday, June 11, 2007

The New American Gothic: Irish Needed to Apply

Bernie and Kathleen pause from their labors inside the Vidal vineyard

Connie's Post:

Here's to the new American Gothic: gerald's father and sister working together to help establish a new addition to the vineyard. during the memorial day holiday, kathleen and i spent that saturday working in the vidal acre. she hoed 'round each newly planted vine—saving the plant having to compete with the weeds and in reward for her efforts, received several hard-won blisters. i carted off the remaining piles of debris and then picked off the inflorescence the new vines were trying so hard to put out. gerald's family pulls together and every bit of help is welcomed on the shoestring vineyard. that being said, it was a long hot day. next time i'll remember to bring my big floppy hat, too.

here, kathleen, our modern farm girl, sports the necessities for working the vidal acre: sturdy shoes; the trusty orange-topped hoe my parents gave me when i was 9 or 10; ineffective blister-preventing work gloves; the aforementioned big floppy hat, and a cell phone. the cell phone is critical for men to call the womenfolk, requesting lunch be picked up and also critical for women to call the menfolk, requesting boy1 bring them fresh, cool water. the shoestring vineyard does have a system of hierarchy and archetypes, no matter how i may rail against them when i feel they are applied to my direct disadvantage.

Saturday, June 09, 2007

Start of the Season

the vines start their yearly growth
Connie's Post:
Here is the proofing acre, starting their summer growth. this picture was taken two weeks ago and now the shoots are long enough that gerald needs to train them to the first catch wire. that means he weaves the shoots so they grow upright. i wasn't at the vineyard last week as i was finishing up my freelance. this weekend, we have tae kwon do belt ceremonies and i go traveling for a graphic design conference—but i have plenty o' topics still left to blog and will try to catch up in the evening. gerald says he will take the camera when he leaves for the vineyard later today and he will get more shots for my return. while i'm excited about the new opportunities, i'm sad to miss time at the vineyard—i like seeing the place evolve with the seasons.

Monday, June 04, 2007

Fruit of the Hired Labor

from the clearing, popular boards

Connie's Post:
The hired clearing of the far field netted not only a new field for more vines, but also boards from the popular trees. the boards from popular trees are perfect for the barn as they last a long, long, time. while there were many types of trees, there wasn't many mature trees to harvest for boards, so most of the trees were hauled away for pulp wood. the value of the pulp wood pretty much paid for the hauling of all the trees away.

Sunday, June 03, 2007

Rain Wish Granted

a perfect way to start home: knowing that rain had arrived

Connie's Post:
We could smell it. taste it. see it in the sky. our appetite for rain had been sharpened over the weeks of clouds building up, but nothing giving. in southern maryland, this is par for the course, but when you have a new acre of vidal giving it all that little vines can give—you just want to help them along a little. the vines didn't need much. some poor soil. check. some weeding. check. some rain. sigh.

gerald and his dad put in a good day's work on saturday. they thinned the shoots in the proofing acre and then gerald improved upon his handy work in the newly designed wash-up station. the boys stayed back in charlotte hall with their momma, as the freelance race was on. that evening, the talk was of rain, rain, rain.

with a sense of giddiness, i awoke this morning to the sound of a pleasant drizzle. what a good rain! misty and consistently putting moisture gently onto the ground. after weeks without rain, i had wished mightily for it but—if it could be delivered lightly, that would be great. no dirt-eroding deluge, please—and here, a wish granted. i can't tell you how pleasant it was: the fresh smell, the dampness, the light pattering sounds. we gathered our stuff, made a list of goods to replenish at charlotte hall (we owe you laundry and dishwater detergent, coffee and granola balls, lyrel), discussed upcoming and previous birthday plans, cleaned and packed for our journey back. it was another good weekend and a happy one, too.

Saturday, June 02, 2007

Barry, Come Water Our Grapes

Barry's projected path. Image courtesy of the weather channel.

Connie's Post:
Note to mild manner tropical storms safely off of the atlantic coast: while we were not a big fan of ernesto, we wouldn't mind if a few of you passed by early in the season. please remember the vineyard is not open for ravaging tropical storms during the months of august and september. oh, and too much rough housing in the vineyards and we will have to ask you to leave. just saying. thanks.

Friday, June 01, 2007

Buds and Greens

tiny buds of different plants dot the fields of the vineyard

Connie's Post
As you walk about the farm, attending to your chores, you get to witness all kinds of small action. in the spring, it is little tiny buds like above. i love these little star-like flowers. there are also tiny purple flower lovelies and feathery stalks with flowers so tiny and so many it looks like a pink mist. new corn is sprouting in the rented fields in such neat rows it is as if the field is covered in a pin stripe suite of brown and pale greens. we even have the start of blackberry canes growing along the edges of the fields—a promising opportunity for the foraging momma and her boys. there are amazing bugs of every shape and color. the sleeping lizards have collected themselves from their winter sleep and are starting to explore. birds are giddy with love and collecting grubs for their babies. late spring is a wonderful thing.

Worthwhile Rituals

ger's friday nite snapshot: pate, glass of wine, blog posting and freelance.

Connie's Post:
I've probably remarked before that having a base camp with running water and wifi makes all the difference in productivity and quality of life on the shoestring vineyard. now, as you can see, life is quite pleasant and even luxurious. we go down friday, have a late night nosh, and i get caught up on the blog and get some freelance done. then its a good night's sleep and gerald gets up early in the morning, and heads over to work on the farm while the boys sleep and i get some more quality freelance time in. midmorning he stops by, picks us up and we work on farm tasks together until dusk. then its dinner —last week a delicious concoction whipped up by gerald's dad— and a relaxing evening. the next morning, gerald finishes vineyard chores and we then leave southern maryland for weekend to prepare for our upcoming work week and attend to our townie chores. its a busy life, sometimes hectic, but its also pretty cool to be part of building something larger and connected to the land.

Sunday, May 27, 2007

Weekly Entry: May 19-22

Journal's Post:

saturday, may 19-20: gerald's entry:
clear & cool: 60s. very breezy. cb pcked inflorescence from 3 & 2 year old vines. secured critter fence in east vineyard to ground w/ stakes.


tuesday, may 22: [uncle] peter:
4" rain the gauge. stacked lumber by old barn. bushogged rest of the day.

Surrealism Isn't Limited to Art

the vidal gate gives the impression of being a gate to the sky.

Connie's Post:

Life sometimes imitates art and this picture just makes me giggle. when i first walked up to the vidal acre i was excited—gerald's dad, bernie, finished the vidal gate! and then i snapped the pic, looked into the viewfinder and started laughing. the doors have a floaty dimension to them, as if they were just balancing in thin air (they are secured by single posts). so the next thought is: what in the world does the gate keep out? and why is the shoestring vineyard corraling dirt? well, there is deer netting around the perimeter and the acre is full of vidal vines that are quickly adapting to their new surroundings and so far, are thriving.

Thursday, May 24, 2007

Making a Contract


Connie's Post:
Grapes are the fruit of the vine, and so it stands to reason that the vine produces flowers. the grape flower clusters are called inflorescence — flowering is an interesting thing. a grape shoot can give you up to three flower clusters. they can form close to the cordon and then again above the first flowering, often as a wild offshoot of a fresh tendril. on one year canes, they will be on the opposite side of the leaves. the flower doesnt look much like a flower—they are all green and kind of nubby. sort of like very tiny fig fruits, alot of them all jammed together on stems. then they open and there is this small green star-like flower with a stamen shooting out.
last weekend, my task was to drop a large quantity of inflorescence from the proofing vines and all the inflorescence from the viognier. next week i will most likely go through the vidal acre and remove all the inflorescence. for sticks that we just dropped into the ground, they are surprisingly prolific.

its a hard thing, dropping bunches of what you know could bear grapes. my husband gave me careful instructions to be ruthless and trim them all but the grape cluster closest to the cordon. i told him he was a hard man. "for the good of all, some must be dropped," he said. and then he left me to my task. i stood before each vine and quickly found out the best way to remove them was a swift yank on the offending inflorescence—like a little guy with a band-aid. anything less than a clean yank could mean tearing at the stem. that could encourage disease. as i set about establishing a rhythm of plucking and moving i started thinking just sort of absently. like, why do these silly vines put out so many flower clusters. i was sort of disgusted with the waste. the vine should know better. then i gave it another second of thought and realized it more or less was nature trying to ensure species survival. so here i was plucking and in a way telling the vine that by culling i would take care of it. i would be there helping the vine along, so it didnt have to worry about throwing out tons of potential grapes. it could just concentrate on growing the best of the best. i was making a contract with the grape.

yeh. it was corny. but it was spring and i was out there among the vines and i felt what i think my husband feels everyday.

Saturday, May 19, 2007

Weekly Entries: May 7-15

Connie's Introduction
As it currently stands, this blog does not give the full impression of the work that goes on at the shoestring vineyard. there is plenty of hustle and flow throughout the week and it is all chronicled in the farm journal. in order to give you a sense of the scope of work, i plan to make notes from the journal entries and as Weekly Entries.

monday, may 7: [uncle] peter's entry:
breezy, cool, high 40s. new rain guage, but no rain. big tank half full from sat. rains. [ger's dad] bernie worked on gates to east vineyard. peter mowed e & w vineyards. vineyards, excellent new growth, looking pretty. 1 year old [viognier] in west looking good. need new leads to two spark plugs—are old and don't transmit. [hired labor] bush hogged the two backfields and wants to seed w/corn for game. cleared area ready for burn and clearing. found [someone] to rip soil for us. saturday put 4" in rain guage.

monday, may 14: gerald's entry:
warm, sunny, light breeze low 70s. [uncle] peter and gerald at farm as ger forgot to pick up bernie. scraped off grape succors.

tuesday, may 15: [uncle] pete's post:
clear, breezy 80s. [uncles] charlie and peter. popular boards from the timber clearing was delivered. will use for new siding o the small 10 room barn. changed oil on SKAG [mowing tractor]. caught up on mowing. closer to being ahead of it.

Bitterness

Connie's Post
What's missing with this post? something visual? oh yeh. no camera today at the farm. friday night, i was so excited about coming to the farm i posted the bluebird entry while gerald gathered up the materials. i was solely responsible for getting only myself and my had-to-haves out the door. computer? check. oxford companion? check. do i have shoes on? yep. purse! there and out the door. never a second thought. poor son of sony on the rolltop desk, "hello?" and off we went. all friday night i spent buzzing around on the wireless internet (thank you, thank you, peter and lyrel!), thinking about the farm--happy little clam i was. spring is in full blossom, now and with it, major news stories. no more prep run downs. it was going to be showing off the green loveliness everywhere.

not so.

even worse, everywhere i turned there was a photo op, a brilliant image and an interesting story to share. gerald laughed at my frequent groans. another opportunity missed! gentle reader, you would be inspired with all the goin' on down at the shoestring vineyard. spring is in full tilt, but in order to see it, you will have to wait another week.

Friday, May 18, 2007

The Enemy of My Enemy

a snug haus for a bluebird family
Connie's Post
At the shoestring vineyard, we try to cultivate natural allies in the quest to produce the perfect grape. as i mentioned previously, we are friends of the hawks hunting the grounds of the fenced proofing and viognier acre. we expecially like the ancient oystershells that litter the landscape, providing calcium as they slowly, slowly disintergrate. our next target in our quest for low-cost/impact natural alliances? bluebirds.

bluebirds have been sited at the farm, previously. wide open fields surrounded by timber makes the farm excellent bluebird habitat. bluebirds eat ground dwelling insects, especially grubs, so they are considered a welcome addition to the vineyard field. they also eat small fruit. hmm. we'll keep an eye on them, but they could do no worse than last year's hornet mob and they are far prettier fellows.

the boys' stayed with my parents during springbreak, my father--the handy wood craftsman he is--decided the kids would all make birdhouses. he cut the wood according to plan and all the grandkids sanded and assembled their own house. boy2's house is at our townie. this year, we are growing tree swallows--my favorite bird. i love to watch them swoop the lake behind our townie, taking sips of water or grabbing an insect as they fly. the poor bluebirds were too late and ended up watching sorrowfully as the swallows claimed the housing. a couple of territorial skirmishes ended in the swallows' favor. boy1's house is situated on the proofing field, right behind the big rusty tank. we just put the house up a weekend ago, so have yet to see if a couple has interest. we think we could get a family in before the bird netting goes up.

really cool: see the sources section for a bluebird nest cam. they are predicting hatching by may 22!

Wednesday, May 16, 2007

Vital Vidal Tasks

Critter fencing is installed around the perimeter of the Vidal acre

Connie's Post
At present date, we are not able to be a presence at the farm everyday and the wildlife knows it. in southern maryland, a vine's most feared predators are the deer and small critter, looking for tasty tendrils and succulent young vines to strip down to nubbins. later in the year, we will worry about birds picking at the grape clusters. don't even think of the september drunken hornets!

all vineyards seem to have a common critter problem. a few have dogs patroling the vineyard fields, and others employ noise canisters to scare birds. some try bad smells for the furry critters and deers (home gardeners will know what i'm talking about--irish spring soap, blood meal sprinkles, rotten eggs and peppers sprays). others will invest in electric fences--the very same that takes care of the common suburban canine.

at our vineyard, we work with eight foot high fencing around the perimeter of the vineyard. it worked very well for our proofing concept/viognier acre. the fencing is rolled around the perimeter and gerald nails the fencing to the posts. dad pulls the fencing tight and boy2 helps with handing gerald the nails. after the deer fence is secured upright, the boys then unroll the small critter fencing and nail to the same posts. gerald then drives spikes through the netting into the ground, securing the vineyard from snuffling furry noses looking for a significant loop hole. if i was a small critter, i would skirt around the vineyard, anyway. large hawks regularly patrol and sit lookout on the acre's posts, awaiting a miscreant varmit trapped inside. its a no win proposition.

Catching Rain

the big rusty tank, source for summer water

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Water is always a precious commodity at the farm and we viewed the april 16th nor'easter as an opportunity, as surely the big rusty tank would collect water for the vineyard use during the summer. the following weekend we discovered, to our chagrin, there was a leak in the tube leading into the tank and the water benefit were lost to us. a tough bit of luck, there.

i write this now with renewed interest, as the forecast calls for rain, 90 percent chance! the leak was fixed immediately and we will be hopefully blessed with rain from the passing by thunderstorms this evening--making a deposit into our free water account. gerald tells me the water tank is currently half-full.

Saturday, May 12, 2007

As We Walked In Fields of Gold




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he sun had started the descent over the western proofing acre as the husband and his father finished running the deer fencing along the eastern vidal acre. they gathered up the tools and the boys. the husband's father left the eastern field with the boys as the husband walked across the field and helped his wife finish clearing the far floor of the vidal acre. it was another day of small but necessary progress.

the husband and his wife walked out of the vineyard and across the winter crop-covered field, pulling a hand cart behind them. the field starts with a gentle slope up to the old house but interspersed among the crop are wide plowing ruts that run long and parallel to the house. the tired wife giggled after several stumbles and subsequent cart yanking over the ruts. she commented, "what an awful field! but i like this yellow dry grass. it makes the field look so nice far away."

the husband looked up the hill and then down to his wife and started to sing:
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
as we walk through fields of gold

and then they laughed at the ridiculous thought of trying to run across the rutted field towards each other, arms out stretched. "this winter crop is barley," noted the husband. "sting has obviously never visited a barley field in his life," laughed his wife. then boy two, running down the hill to his parents tripped on a rut, and tumbled, crying for his momma to scoop him up. and so she did and so the day was done.

Friday, May 11, 2007

Small But Necessary Tasks

A small, but necessary task: scraping the vineyard floor.

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Just this past winter, the vidal acre had been occupied with a crop of corn and timber covering. large money had rented large machinery and a large effort to harvest and clear the trees. the land had been plowed and made smooth for the measured marking flags, the auger holes, and the hopeful vidal vines. where the corn had stood, cover grass starts to grow and mowing will need to happen soon. where the timber had laid is a barren scape of grey-brown dirt, leftover bits, and charred patches from the large scale harvesting tasks. tendrils of tiny greens are starting to appear amongst the rubble. my husband asks if i wouldn't clear the area of rocks and stuff over 1" in diameter. looking at the third of the acre, i decide i'd rather rake than try to gather by hand.

raking up a third acre of leftover detritus--twigs, corn stalks and husks, rocks, bits of turtle shell and the odd animal bone (?! oh boy1, no. no one will buy that on ebay.)--is not hard work, merely tedious. its the type of work a mother can do and keep an eye on boy2 visual check, who wisely insists upon digging little-boy holes only in the shady areas outside the fenced acre. smart child scrape, scrape eck. someone could use this rake at home to gather up the toys on our neglected carpet. eck.
i think the sun may be getting to me. i quickly make up a list of more satisfying work that could be accomplished at home. scrape, scrape flooring! finishing a bathroom! painting! reorganizing the garage! our tiny backyard! money, i think grimly. the rake is free and the work is in front of me. scrape, scrape so i continue with my task, torn between work, home and vineyard and the juggling of all the associated tasks. priorities. and then, is this even necessary? i mean, its scraping. ground. bah. and as i'm nearing the top of the hill and the sun is dropping in the sky, my husband walks up to me. he's smiling appreciatively. i recount my domestic meditation. we stand in silence, recognizing the vineyard's impact on our everyday life. after the moment of silence, he points out that though a small task, it is necessary so that disease doesn't spread through the vines or a mower blade isn't damaged or debris isn't kicked up by the mowing and possibly hurt someone. and then he picks up a rake and helps his wife finish the field. he's a good man.

A Little Help From Our Friends

The Vital Vidal Volunteer Crew 07

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Pictured above: Lettie, Ency, Ray, and Juan after successfully finishing an acre of planting before the rains came. Far left is Uncle Pete, sans gardening fork. Each holds the last of the vines to be planted.

Fear not, for the Lord provides. And provide he did this day, supplying our operation with willing hands to do the work of digging holes and planting vines. On Friday Uncle Pete, niece Allison, and myself picked up 600 Vidal Blanc vines from the Tri-County Council office in Mechanicsville. The good people at TCC offered a matching funds grant for those interested in growing grape vines. As our operation was on plan to meet the minimum order requirements, we were able to take advantage of the program. Friday afternoon Pete and Allison planted a good quarter of the vines. At some point Pete lost his garden fork, not to be recovered for the remainder of the exercise. Next morning saw the arrival of our spirited volunteers. As Bernie secured deer fencing around the perimeter, our volunteers wore out Randy's auger drilling holes, then filling them with a vine for each. All day the planting continued with a Popeye's break for lunch. By about 5pm it was done. All retired to Charlotte Hall: weary, happy, and ready for a hot meal, refreshing spirits, and good company.

Thursday, May 10, 2007

A Time and a Purpose

Turn, Turn, Turn. Allison and Uncle Pete plant Vidal as heavy machinery clears 3 acres of timber.


What do people gain from all the work they do under the sun?
A generation goes and a generation comes, yet the earth remains forever.
–ecclesiastes


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Spring break and a retirement were put to good use this past april as niece allison and uncle pete gave gerald a running start on planting the vidal. all in all, they planted close to a third of the acre and in doing so, thought they had sacrificed uncle pete's beloved gardening claw (left). luckily, the claw was recovered from the field the following weekend. the juxtaposition of the rending of trees and the nurturing of vines put me in the mood for a bit of putting things into perspective, and so i turned to ecclesiastes. i confess, i've read more bible passages since slate.com has featured blogging the bible and i'm a little reticent to share my perception with you, as formed from ignorance as it is.

from what i understand, many think ecclesiastes more of a pessimistic, troublesome entry, but i find a sort of joy in considering the inability to transcend our limitations over time—when at the same moment, witnessing a momentary communion of generations over dirt and plant matter.

ecclesiastes 3:1-8

For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:
a time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
a time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;
a time to weep, and a time to laugh;
a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
a time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
a time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to throw away;
a time to tear, and a time to sew;
a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
a time to love, and a time to hate;
a time for war, and a time for peace.

Sunday, May 06, 2007

Snow in April

Surprise snow on the proofing vineyard gate.

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The vines were freshly pruned, bleeding had begun, buds were set and spring stretched her arms all warm and bright to her children for an embrace. then, well--snow happened. this time snow happened on april 6th, a bit late in the season for southern maryland. gerald warned his wife there could be snow. ridiculous! thought the wife and then packed herself some very lightweight clothes. gerald, a firm believer in layers, packed boy1 and boy2 more clothes, for which the wife was grateful--as the snow blew in overnight to her surprise and her husband's ruefulness. how beautiful, though. the air was a bit warm, so there was the sound of snow melting throughout the day--but the snowy bits had stuck nicely to the vines and it was easy to score a nice image. easy for me, but gerald was concerned about the buds, as i had mentioned, they had started to break. so with journal in hand, gerald walked the proofing rows and recorded his findings. its now early may and while the buds, in my eyes seemed to have fared well, gerald says each bud is really three buds. if the primary bud grows, then the other two will not grow. however, if the primary bud is damaged, then one of the other two buds will grow to compensate. he will not be able to make an assessment until after inflourescence (the part of the shoot where the grapes will actually form.

Saturday, May 05, 2007

Clarification of Way Back March Post


The Oxford Companion To Wine, 3rd Edition, Jancis Robinson. So worth the expense. Photo from Amazon.com

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I've developed a habit of thumbing through a couple of topics in the ole Oxford late at night before bed. i had posted a way back march rambling muse regarding the "sap oozing freely" from freshly pruned vines. how cool to have happened upon an entry regarding vine bleeding right before bud break. Ms. Robinson goes through the topic quite thoroughly, ben. please see the newly added source section (right, below links) for a link to her site--although you must be a paid subscriber to access the bleeding (heh) article. her site has plenty of free information, though, and is a great resource.

bleeding vital stats:
  • its an event that can take place over several days when warm weather first breaks.

  • vines can lose up to 5.5 gallons of liquid.

  • the liquid is composed mainly of water, minerals, sugar, organic acids and hormones.

  • bleeding is one of the growing cycle's first signal of starting

  • it happens along with the roots' emerging from dormancy and

  • osmostic forces start the root pressure that leads to the bleeding (check out the big brain on wiki: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Osmosis)

Noble Experiment Awry

How sad! The ruined Viognier, vinegar down the drain.

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The partially noble-rotted viognier was sampled and found to have turned to vinegar and thus ended the grande experiment. at the time, we were simply trying to recover from hurricane ernesto--and so we thought, why not work with the grapes? perhaps we could have let the concoction sit a while longer and see if the vinegar would turn out to be something of use. after the heartache of the fall, we lacked the patience and stomach for further experimentation and poured it down the drain.

the 06 sangiovese is faring better, tasty albeit lighter in viscosity. the 05 sangiovese? pretty tasty. all in all, growing a delicious wine-grape is one thing. producing a delicious wine is a total different process.

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Marking New Territory

Gerald measures and marks the new vidal acre.

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Gerald had an ingenious way of marking the new vidal acre. he used chain link rope, since the chain link wouldn't stretch. he then measured out the feet between the vines and attached a plastic twist holder. i held one end and he stretched the chain link length out. then he went through and marked the field with orange flags, each represents a vine to be planted. after each row was marked, gerald and i went through the field, straightening the rows vertically and horizontally. i knew we had straightened the rows correctly, as the flags aligned on the diagonal, just as i remembered from my old marching band days. go fort zumwalt panthers!

having the holes marked in advance made it much easier for gerald's dad to start drilling holes with the auger!
600 holes for 600 vines. gooooo, dad!

Way Back Machine, March

Freshly pruned viognier vine weeps sap.

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Midmarch proved milder and the quarterly freelance subsided, so momma and the boys ventured out with gerald and his father to check in on the freshly pruned proofing vines. i remember it was still quite nippy, but most surprising was the sap oozing freely from recovering vines. i don't remember this much oozing last year, but perhaps this is what happens as the vines mature. or i just got lucky to be there that day. its interesting to see the thickness of the vines get progressively thinner as you walk through the proofing vineyard.

Sunday, April 22, 2007

Far Afield

The field beyond the vidal acre.

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Briefly, as it is late on Sunday. I'm slowly catching up on the weekends. This image gives a good sense of scope as to the immense task of clearing a portion of the hardwood forest for near future development.

Saturday, April 14, 2007

Way Back Machine, February

Ahhh. Gerald tells me he can feel how happy the vines are when they are pruned from last year's growth.

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The morning light is wonderful at the vineyard. everything looks both sleepy and hopeful as we drive up and jump out of the truck for a stretch. what a blessing it has been to have use of the home peter and lyrel purchased down the street. we can now drive down friday night, light a fire, open a bottle of wine, listen to my baubles, bangles and beads radio station from pandora and relax. then the next morning, gerald gets up early and heads over to the vineyard. usually, i stoke the fire, work on freelance and await the sleepy boys. once they have eaten their breakfast, we then head over to help gerald and record the day. february brought a pruning workshop that was attended by ger, his dad, the uncles and niece samantha. armed with knowledge and sturdy pruning shears, they entered the vineyard and brought order to last year's growth. this is one of gerald's favorite times--to see the lines of shorn vines awaiting the sun and planet's signals to start anew. he is happy to have the additional expertise in the proofing rows so that he can continue to make progress in other areas.

Way Back Machine, January

bitter weather keeps the boys and i at home while gerald perseveres and the new camera is sent in for repairs.
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This is a shot from march, but conveys the feeling as best as an absent camera can. what can we say, boy2 loves hard. during january, the weather was bitter and windy and the wife was burdened with freelance, and so the boys and the old girl stayed home while the intrepid husband stoically ventured out with his father to tend the farm. arrangements were made for the far field to be cleared of trees for the new acre of vidal this spring. Each weekend small, steady progress was made.