Wondering Between the Vines
An Update on VIGOR By Christian Palmaz
One of the first memories I have in the Napa Valley was as a child, sitting in the backseat of my parents car as they drove up and down the Valley visiting wineries. As my parents likely quibbled about some historical detail regarding the next winery we were visiting, I remember staring out the window mesmerized by the rows of vines zipping by. Almost like a farmers kaleidoscope, the perfect rhythm of alternating row colors drew my attention not to the vines themselves but to the spaces in-between. I wondered, what was so special about those “weeds” growing in-between the vines and why does every vineyard seem to be different.