Three hectares of vineyards may be small.

But it's big enough for the grapes to tell their stories, and just crazy enough for the winemaker to believe in the magic of life.

Apple trees for future cider (when the wind blows in the right way).
Woods and meadows for future plantings,
a dog named "Ifie",
Goats and a pony for Sunday family rides.

 

Garo'Vin is a little corner of Anjou
where wine grows like a crazy idea that we have never been able to calm down.

The vine is cultivated with respect, tenderness and a touch of carelessness.
The rest is taken care of by the sun, the moon and the yeasts.