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Unsere Weinproben vor Ort zeigen es immer wieder: Viele haben Angst vor Riesling. „So ein saures Zeug“ ist der Kommentar, den wir hören, wenn die Leute sich trauen, uns ihre Meinung ganz ehrlich zu sagen. Doch dann nehmen sie den ersten Schluck. Die Augen öffnen sich weit, die Augenbrauen wandern nach oben … und die Meinung ändert sich innerhalb von Sekunden grundlegend. Und wenn sie nach ein paar Stunden (fast) alle unsere gereiften, ausgewogenen, vielseitigen Lagenrieslinge erschmeckt haben, sind sie total begeistert.
Daher möchten wir euch heute einmal ein ganz besonderes Angebot machen:
When the whole world smells of blossoms, you're either in love – or in Weyher. Because the grapes have begun to bloom ! The delicate scent envelops us and enchants us anew every year. This year, it's a little later than usual – the beginning of the year was cool. But this is actually our "normal" continental climate... as it was twenty years ago.
But no matter when the blossoms begin, the bees and bumblebees are thrilled. Every year, we receive a visit from a queen , who is placed in the vineyard with a small entourage of worker bees and her hive. For many years, good friends who are experienced beekeepers have been responsible for the royal arrival. The bees then only have to fall headfirst into the blossoms to find their nectar. A life of paradise, truly! If the bees are full of energy, they can also fly to the chestnut trees that bloom not far from the vineyards...
The new year starts cold and wet – and we actually think that’s great!
We haven't had this much rainfall in decades. The soil is so saturated that the excess water simply flows down the slope, naturally carrying pollutants and pests with it. You could say the soil is cleaning itself...
Those who want to stock up on wine for February can already take a look at the promising 2024 vintage. The first two wines have been bottled. Click here for the selection....
We know this from classic fairy tales: if you get into dire straits, the white knight comes galloping up and saves you from certain doom. We winemakers have a "white knight" like that too, only his horse drinks diesel.
This year we desperately needed him, our knight, because the weather behaved like the proverbial dragon:
