2 February, 2022
Pruning – I like it. It starts well, I cut straight away without marking and going over it with Thomas. But then there is a stretch where Thomas isn’t sure whether I didn’t cut off too much or wrongly. So let’s go back to the old model: I mark the branch that should remain, from post to post, and Thomas then checks. He checks and… I marked everything correctly, now and then he would have decided differently, but only because he is a semi-experienced winemaker! After lunch, Noëmi and I drive home – I have to take care of my business in Berlin and Noëmi has other things to do as well. Erica and Thomas continue pruning until 5 p.m. I wake up again at night: the middle three fingers of my hand are tingling and numb – just like the first night after pruning. Thomas is very familiar with the phenomenon. In the evening, our guest Michel Autran, a winemaker friend of Thomas’s, had calculated that he had to use the pruning shears more than 12,000 times in his vineyard, which I don’t think is much larger than Thomas’s, around 3.5 hectares.