Black Barn Vineyard

At the foot of Sleza, beyond the Tąpadla Pass, a black barn rises. Behind it there is a view of the mountain massif, and when the visibility is good, you can see the white head of Sniezka. Nearby, in the place where pheasants scream loudest during the day, there is a small rabbit burrow. When the afternoon sun hides behind the mountains illuminating the fields, we enter it carefully so as not to startle the snails walking nearby, as big as possums. From the depths of the burrow we can see the vineyard well; the vine leaves sweepingly move in the wind rustling loudly. The chardonnay is loudest, because it always wants to come first, ahead of the boys: johanniter, regent in field uniform, solaris and muscaris. As we descend deeper into the burrow, the darkness no longer bothers us; our eyes narrow and the burrow begins to widen.

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