Blood Into Wine Page #5
to follow me everywhere?
In the early '90s,
I graduated from Prescott College
with a degree in ecology.
But I specialized in riparian ecology,
or river ecology.
One of my first big contracts
was to do an inventory
about perennial streams
in the Prescott National Forest.
Within two years, I must have hiked,
you know, thousands of river miles.
Without error, there was always
a quince tree, apple, or pear there.
At that time,
And I just took
an initial interest in the fruit
because I got excited about the idea
of getting some of these heirloom apples
that I'd come across in my hikes,
hiking them out,
pressing them andmaking an apple wine.
I took the apples,
went through the whole process,
and I'll never forget
the first whiff I had of that apple wine.
It brought me back there.
I could hear the little babbling brook.
And it was really epiphanous for me.
This was the moment
that made me into a winemaker.
Winemaking is something
that helps us understand
our relationship
with the earth and with each other.
There's a lot of situations
where we disrespect the earth.
We manage our resources poorly.
We litter.
We over-extract resources.
It all comes down to whether
we really understand
and whether we're sensitive to it.
Do we have a responsibility to the earth?
Do we have a responsibility to ourselves,
to attune our senses
to all these things around us?
And I know this almost seems hokey,
but that sense of taste and smell
brought me to a deeper level
of understanding
of myself and the planet.
It's like somebody saying
God spoke to them.
And to me, the earth
is really kind of my church, is my God.
And that was my religious experience.
My name's craig Martinsen,
and I'm the vineyard manager
here at Page Springs.
When we prune the vines,
the vineyard for this next year.
I know I want to set about three tons
of fruit per acre in this section.
And so, based on vine counts,
if I leave two buds per spur,
and I space the spurs about the distance
of my hand apart,
I know I'll get that.
l'm also pruning the vines,
and I'm leaving my buds here.
They're all concentrated
right along this cordon.
Sometimes we'll taste--
Like, here it's bleeding.
Taste that to see if it's sweet at all.
There's no sugars
really flowing in the vines, and...
I guess that's the Farmers'Almanac way
of testing things,
seeing how far they're along.
My name is Feather Jones,
and I am an herbalist,
a land journey guide,
and a ceremonialist.
Grandmother, Grandfather,
Translation
Translate and read this script in other languages:
Select another language:
- - Select -
- 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
- 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
- Español (Spanish)
- Esperanto (Esperanto)
- 日本語 (Japanese)
- Português (Portuguese)
- Deutsch (German)
- العربية (Arabic)
- Français (French)
- Русский (Russian)
- ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
- 한국어 (Korean)
- עברית (Hebrew)
- Gaeilge (Irish)
- Українська (Ukrainian)
- اردو (Urdu)
- Magyar (Hungarian)
- मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
- Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Italiano (Italian)
- தமிழ் (Tamil)
- Türkçe (Turkish)
- తెలుగు (Telugu)
- ภาษาไทย (Thai)
- Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
- Čeština (Czech)
- Polski (Polish)
- Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Românește (Romanian)
- Nederlands (Dutch)
- Ελληνικά (Greek)
- Latinum (Latin)
- Svenska (Swedish)
- Dansk (Danish)
- Suomi (Finnish)
- فارسی (Persian)
- ייִדיש (Yiddish)
- հայերեն (Armenian)
- Norsk (Norwegian)
- English (English)
Citation
Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Blood Into Wine" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 21 May 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/blood_into_wine_4299>.
Discuss this script with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In