It’s raining men, no – , cats and dogs, no – , parrots.
On a grey day in the vineyard, feeling soaking wet, the progress of the vines and the wildlife observed can get that inner buzz going. Mind you, some of the wildlife looked very familiar.
Neither Marzipan nor Erbse are big fans of the high grass in our vineyard: Marzipan stayed in the bus altogether, while Erbse preferred the “clean bottom” of the conventional-vintner-neighbour for his excursions. Very offended indeed!