The Drift Farm is an education in generational thinking. It’s a family focus. Sometimes, it’s a frank reflection of personal failure. But the mistakes and disappointments are only the slippery steps up a beautiful mountain slope. This is farming, after all. When you pause for breath and look around at the view, the stumbling is forgotten. You realise, you are still going forward and upward for all the right reasons. What a privilege. Your eyes and nose and lungs are flooded with freshness and this seeps into your soul. Your weariness disappears. You feel more. You sense more. You can’t help smiling, and it starts in your heart. Life, and this clamorous endeavour called living, are put into perspective.
Art is the means we have of undoing the damage of haste.
It’s what everything else isn’t. Theodore Roethke
I love Pinot Noir. It transcends the obvious and the easy. Like life, however, it can sometimes seem unforgiving, unfair and unfathomable. But, when this grape shines, what lies beneath the layers of aroma and flavour can be so moving one instantly becomes a believer again.Buy Now Learn More
I have always wanted to make a really serious Rosé – the type James Bond would drink – which in the case of Rosé is no easy feat. But when the odds are against you, you have the opportunity to make something truly outstanding.Buy Now Learn More
This feisty red is called Moveable Feast because the blend will alter slightly every year depending on what’s in the barrels and how they perform – a blend of Malbec and Shiraz with Tannat, Touriga Nacional and Pinot Noir carefully blended in to spice it up.Buy Now Learn More
We were warned against this tricky variety on our cold windswept farm, but we believed in it and have been happily repaid with superb quality and an intriguing character. We are pretty sure you’ll fall in love with this wine from the heart of our farm.Buy Now Learn More
At the Guggenheim in New York, my wife and I visited a wonderfully engaging Picasso exhibition – enhanced by Frank Lloyd Wright’s numinous building.
Picasso’s enigmatic, edginess reverberated through the clever staging. He seems to have had a few midlife crises himself, but his art still ignites something and we left rather elated.
On the walk back to my sister’s apartment, we chatted about how great art – whatever the medium, can make you feel differently about yourself, the world, even life and death. Great art can stir something deep inside the computer that is the human brain. It affects those inner worlds we call our heart and our soul – realms we often visit, but can never cognitively grasp.