It is almost as hard to get things done in summer as it is during the Christmas holidays. In France, the French admit it and everyone goes on vacation. The whole country nearly shuts down, and if you want the best of Paris do not go during August – everyone’s at Cote D’Azur.
And so it is with grape growing, we are simply waiting in the sultry, sweaty sun for the grapes to ripen – the summertime blues for which, as you remember from Eddie Cochran, there is no cure. Then again, you can think of summer as a time when the living is easy, when the fish are jumping, and the cotton is high if you are Porgy from Gershwin’s Porgy and Bess.