As the leaves unfurl and the grass greens to color our hills and mountains the hue that gives Vermont its name, we have much for which to be grateful. Walker Farm has opened, the Farmers’ Market is underway and the majority of Vermonters are electing to get vaccinated. Summer 2021 promises to bring physical reunions with family and friends. That is cause for celebration– and we have some celebratory wines to enhance your festive mood.
As always, we have been tasting and have more recommendations below, including rosés. We also have our final two virtual tastings of the winter-spring tasting season before we take our summer break. We are changing things up for those final two, tasting on Thursday evenings at 7:00. We know that with the days not just longer but warmer too, our customer-friends want to be out in their gardens or on a bike ride, not inside sampling wine at 4:00 on Saturday. We hope that moving these last two to a later start time and a weeknight allows those who would like an opportunity to participate in the tasting to do so, while still getting some outdoor time and freeing up Saturdays.
We look forward to seeing you soon. But first, a poem about the resilience of Spring.
Ada LimónMore than the fuchsia funnels breaking out
of the crabapple tree, more than the neighbor’s
almost obscene display of cherry limbs shoving
their cotton candy-colored blossoms to the slate
sky of Spring rains, it’s the greening of the trees
that really gets to me. When all the shock of white
and taffy, the world’s baubles and trinkets, leave
the pavement strewn with the confetti of aftermath,
the leaves come. Patient, plodding, a green skin
growing over whatever winter did to us, a return
to the strange idea of continuous living despite
the mess of us, the hurt, the empty. Fine then,
I’ll take it, the tree seems to say, a new slick leaf
unfurling like a fist to an open palm, I’ll take it all.
Be well, customer-friends.