You may think it’s a little early to start thinking of the grape harvest and the resulting vintages; but really is it every too early to sing the praises of the source of our Bacchic pleasures? I say not!
Today, as a salute to our friends M. and L., who are establishing a vineyard on their farm out in Prince County, I offer Taxile Delord‘s chanson in honour of Le Vigne as translated by Nehemiah Cleaveland.
CHANSON – Le vigne
I raise a toast to the guys hoping that their young vines will grow strong and the harvest plentiful. And one day it will be a vintage from their vines that will fill our glasses for the toast. And wish that we will “love a thousand times better” all things that we hold dear including our friendships.
On this day in 1919: Anarchists simultaneously set off bombs in eight separate U.S. cities.