I fight a brisk gale as I make my way through the confines of Bloody Point. Sprinkles dot my
sunglasses and a light sweat permeates my Silver Dew Winery T-Shirt. Its 70+ degrees and even though it is Winter, Spring is in the air. But like the brightness of a Summer's day there before me is a yellow posie. Picked unceremoniously from its branch it will be a morning present for my lovely Bride, Mary.