I always say that spring is the second best time of the year (the first is harvest in the fall.)
Watching the new shoots reach for the sun, performing their annual miracle painting the vineyard green, sprouting from the brown, dead looking trunks, never ceases to amaze me.
Tiny baby clusters appear and the leaves open up, spread and gorge on the sun.
This is also the time of the year when planting replacement vines happen. Some of the old vines are too tired and can barley produce a cluster or two each year. We plant new, young vines in the field, right next to the old ones. It will be three years before the new vines will produce any meaningful fruit, under the watchful eyes of their elders.