September in my family means just few things: my birthday, our wedding anniversary and..harvest! I remember that when my grandparents were alive the grapes harvest was a family moment. My grandfather had a lot of vineyards and we collected the grapes all together (the truth is that my cousins and I ate the grapes...)
Last year zoeti was too young for harvest but this year I want to recreate that family moment with her.
So here we are, collecting white and red grapes, with a little hand peeping from time to time to eat...
Alma has helped too!
Then my father has showed her the first steps of making wine.
There's just one last thing to say: welcome autumn!