Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
| Coming of age in Porto So unassuming along the Douro: the greenness of our blooms, how budbreak broke the vintage that year a hailstorm hit, the year our vines were shorn. No fruit borne. This year our green berries blacken with age, beg to be plucked, pressed with the best, fortified in barrels. After angels partake of their share, bottle us up! Send us abroad! Give us a chance to toast your joy. © Kåre Enga (20.april.2017) [174.39] Grape vineyards of the Douro valley, east of Porto. Port wine. Dew Drop Inn #21 ... coming of age. Angel's share = what evaporates from barrels. |