My grandfather’s grandfather was a serf in Poland in the early 1800’s. I suppose he wasn’t an ordinary serf, if that isn’t an oxymoron, because he was a manager. But an economic slave nonetheless, owned in most ways, owning nothing. I was reminded of this ancestor when I found Julien pruning in the vineyard last week. Pruning and ruminating: “I look up and see an ocean of vine plants pleading for care, costs rising, climate change, Bordeaux wines in crisis and the world at war.” There was no easy repartee to this dark version of reality. So […]
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