Sometimes I think following a vineyard’s rhythm is like accompanying the breathing of someone you love: you learn to listen to their silences, their jolts, their pauses. This 2025 has been, so far, a year full of contrasts.
Winter rains gave us a generous budding, but the early heat of May slowed the vigor of the vines, balancing leaves and fruit in an almost unexpected way. It has also been a challenging year because of mildew, which forced us to be even more present in each plot.
I work organically, under ecological practices, which means accepting that nature sets the pace. The beauty lies in seeing how the vineyard responds: biodiversity expanding, life everywhere, even the return of wild bees to corners they hadn’t visited in years.
Deep down, what I feel is that the vineyard is expressing itself with more freedom. And our role is to accompany it, shoulder to shoulder, in this battle that is the 2025 vintage.
