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Feb 23
The smell
from the wine-making
lies a memory
on the crisp July air.

Straight rows
of leafless vines
march parallel
over the hill.

A heap of
pomace
awaits its future
as compost.

Oak aging barrels
lie racked
end to end
row on row.

Pallets
of bottles
neatly stacked
await delivery.

Vintage
on vintage
full of promise
waiting in line.
This grew from a winter visit to an Adelaide Hills (South Australia) winery.
Most of the wineries in this area do the whole process from grape growing through to cellar door sales.  Some specialise in degustations of their wines with locally grown foods.
John Wiley
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John Wiley  78/M/Australia
(78/M/Australia)   
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