Well, to be honest, I’m not quite sure if today’s post is ironic or not. Ironic is one of the most misused words in our dictionary, and more especially in the dictionary of Alanis Morrisette! There is actually quite a subtle difference in definition between what is ironic and what is simply poetic coincidence, so please chose whichever one you think is correct for this story….

Yesterday evening I was thinking that I should write about the near drought conditions that we have here in Galicia at the moment. It was probably back in the middle of May that we had any period of sustained rainfall. True, we have had a couple of odd, cloudy, damp days with just a bit of drizzle, but nothing more than that for over two months. So where’s the irony in that? Of course you can probably guess the answer to that question…… When I opened our shutters this morning, it had been raining, or at least the ground appeared to be quite wet. It’s not actually raining as I write, but we are still shrouded in low cloud and have that horrible misty rain hanging in the air, so I have no idea whether it was heavy rain or just another short shower, followed by drizzle. As far as I’m aware it wasn’t forecast and the predictions say that we will return to warm sunshine within a matter of hours.

Meanwhile, in our vineyards, the consequence of all this warm, dry weather is that the maturity of our fruit has been accelerated quite considerably, and so instead of a predicted harvest date of mid-late September, we are now making preparations for picking to start nearer to the beginning of the month. Let’s see where we go from here.Well, to be honest, I’m not quite sure if today’s post is ironic or not. Ironic is one of the most misused words in our dictionary, and more especially in the dictionary of Alanis Morrisette! There is actually quite a subtle difference in definition between what is ironic and what is simply poetic coincidence, so please chose whichever one you think is correct for this story….

Yesterday evening I was thinking that I should write about the near drought conditions that we have here in Galicia at the moment. It was probably back in the middle of May that we had any period of sustained rainfall. True, we have had a couple of odd, cloudy, damp days with just a bit of drizzle, but nothing more than that for over two months. So where’s the irony in that? Of course you can probably guess the answer to that question…… When I opened our shutters this morning, it had been raining, or at least the ground appeared to be quite wet. It’s not actually raining as I write, but we are still shrouded in low cloud and have that horrible misty rain hanging in the air, so I have no idea whether it was heavy rain or just another short shower, followed by drizzle. As far as I’m aware it wasn’t forecast and the predictions say that we will return to warm sunshine within a matter of hours.

Meanwhile, in our vineyards, the consequence of all this warm, dry weather is that the maturity of our fruit has been accelerated quite considerably, and so instead of a predicted harvest date of mid-late September, we are now making preparations for picking to start nearer to the beginning of the month. Let’s see where we go from here.