Small small world...

Funny little story...met my fellow Wwoofer and roommate for the next few days from the U.S. yesterday. He not only is from California, but grew up in So Cal (Newport Beach) and is currently living in Nor Cal (San Francisco), kinda like me! ALSO, he used to play volleyball. Pretty funny how we ended up talking so cal club volleyball and techniques for reading the block while picking grapes in Tuscany. Small small world...Had another long day in the fields, but pretty sure I'm getting in "farmer" shape because though the hours don't really change day after day, my tolerance for them does! Ohhh humans are so adaptable.. :) Here's a photo of the assembly line we crowd around after every harvest, picking out the vines/leaves/and insects that aren't weeded out in separating machine. This specific harvest was the Sirah, and the really really good Sirah...hence the oak barrel its delicately being put into. Yummy! :)