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oenodyssee · 1 year ago

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Génération

Nathalie et Philippe Pons / Domaine Loupia / Hameau des Albarels / Mas Cabardès / 12 hectares

Philippe : – Lorsque nous avons repris l’exploitation avec Nathalie, mon beau-père qui était enseignant en double activité nous a dit : - Soyez à 100% vous vivrez mieux. C’est ce que nous avons fait. C’était un bon conseil.

Nathalie : – Philippe et moi, on s’est rencontré au lycée agricole Charlemagne, à Carcassonne. Il a commencé à travailler dans l’agro-alimentaire et moi en pharmacie ce qui nous a fait bouger dans différents coins de France jusqu’à ce que, en 2000, mon père nous propose de lui succéder.

Philippe : – Je n’adhérais plus trop à ce pourquoi je travaillais, à la façon dont le métier évoluait, et là, il y avait cette terre, 7 hectares, qui n’avait jamais connu d’intrants chimiques, certifiée bio dès 1974, dans les premiers temps du label…

Nathalie : – Le vignoble est dans la famille depuis cinq générations. Il s’est toujours transmis par les femmes. La première était ma trisaïeule Julie Albarels – qui est aussi le nom de notre hameau. C’est elle qui est en photo, là-bas, au-dessus de la grande tablée à ta gauche. Et c’est bien sûr à elle que notre cuvée Julie (Merlot et Syrah)est dédiée.

Philippe : – On a vite vu qu’on ne s’était pas trompé. Contents de revenir dans le pays où on avait grandi. D’y élever nos enfants et, pour moi, de rejouer au rugby. Après, on a progressivement racheté des vignes autour. Il faut dire qu’on est assez bien situé. La Montagne Noire nous donne de l’eau parfois beaucoup – tu l’as expérimenté cet après-midi – et les vents d’est, le Marin, et d’ouest, le Cers, se relaient pour sécher le feuillage. Ce qui limite beaucoup les attaques de mildiou et autres maladies qui empoisonnent de plus en plus la vie des vignerons. On s’est intéressé à la biodynamie aussi. Je n’adhère pas à tout. Nathalie est plus dedans. On suit le calendrier lunaire mais les préparations à base de bouse… c’est trop contradictoire avec mes connaissances.

Nathalie : – J’ai passé mon enfance dans les vignes. Ça a facilité le retour, je pense. Petites, avec ma sœur, on allait s’enfanguer dans les vignes on participait à tout même au déchausselage – à la bêche ! – ça occupait nos soirées de mai. Mon père avait une conception assez festive de l’activité. Il se débrouillait toujours pour vendanger le week-end avec ses amis, ses collègues. C’est quelque chose qu’on a voulu garder avec Philippe. Tout ce monde dans le chai, les repas joyeux, comme ce soir, j’ai toujours adoré ça. Si tu veux un peu plus de seiche, n’hésite pas, il en reste.

Philippe : – Le mascaron de Dionysos couronné de grappes mûres que tu as vu sur la façade de notre maison a été offert à mon beau-père par des amis artistes qui venaient chaque année pour les vendanges. La grande fresque gaillarde qui est à droite, sur les trois cuves ciment, c’est eux aussi.

Nathalie : – On a monté une association pour proposer des spectacles et des concerts chez nous. Le hangar en bois ouvert sur les vignes dans lequel tu as joué ta performance a déjà accueilli deux-cents personnes et un piano à queue. Trente-deux personnes aujourd’hui… C’était assez pour toi ?

Philippe : – Mettre le public en cercle, sur un rang, comme tu l’as proposé, on n’avait jamais fait ça. Ils ont été assez surpris je crois. C’est une expérience. Je te ressers de Julie ?

Nathalie : – Le troisième vin que tu as dégusté (après notre blanc Muscat Viognier Fantaisie et notre rosé Merlot, Syrah, Cinsault Harmonie) était notre cuvée Lou Pitchoun (100 % grenache et zéro sulfites) qui est dédié à notre premier petit-enfant. Futur vigneron ? Il faudrait d’abord voir avec nos enfants. Pour l’instant, il n’en pas prennent pas le chemin. Ils ont tous choisi des métiers liés à la mer. Mais qui sait... Nous avons pris notre temps, nous aussi. Notre fille peut-être.

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caterinawriting · 4 years ago

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The Cost of a Legacy (3)

Summary: He sees her and she’s the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, everything perfect. Well except the fact that they’re growing up during the revolutionary war. Their love will hit many hurtles and what the future has in store may not be what they planned.

Pairing: John Laurens x Reader

Words: 1,576

Still 1771

“John Laurens what did we talk about! You need to focus on your education, not some girl.” His mother scolded him at the dinner table. “She’s not just some girl mom, she's actually agreed for me to start courting her.” He said in a matter of fact way, his father stiffened “And Mr. Gavalanch agreed to this courting? Even after you gave him my resignation?”

“Well I didn’t actually ask Gavalanch but (y/n)-” A snort from across the table, “Of course you didn’t ask cause Gavalanch thinks were trash and would never let you court his pristine daughter.” Henry Jr laughed at his older brother, “Shut up Henry.” He didn’t understand his brothers cruelness. “John, first of all, she is too young to begin courting, secondly you are going to school.” He huffed “Mother she is leaving for Switzerland for who knows how long, I’m going to go.”

“John I said you will n-” His father interrupted “Eleanor let the boy go, he’s right who knows when the girl will be back.” John let out a sigh of relief, at least someone was on his side. “Henry-” His mother ready to argue.

“John if we let you go to Manhattan Friday when you come back you will be fully focused on your schoolwork, those are my conditions.” He eagerly nodded “Thank you, father thank you! And yes my studies will be the most important thing after this, thank you!” He side hugged his father leaving his food half-eaten on the table and ran up to his room to pack.

“Henry sometimes I think you give that boy to much freedom.” Eleanor shook her head, Henry only shrugging continuing his meal.

“Me to mom, me too.” Henry Jr. commented.

Friday Manhattan

“John you’re here earlier then I thought” (Y/n) opened the door letting an excited John in. “Well, we’ve got 45 hours before you leave, not counting the 7 hours each night for sleep.” He dropped his bag and hugged her tightly, “You really have this whole weekend planned don’t you?” She laughed “Yes I meant it you’re all mine for the weekend, you promised.”

“Did I? I don’t remember that.” She joked “Oh you’ll remember in a moment” He began poking at her sides while he still had her captive in his arms “Ahh John!” She laughed trying to get out of his grip, “Do you remember now” He yelled over her laughter still poking her. “Well isn’t this a sight to see.” The loud voice made them pull apart immediately John looking up to Gavalanch.

“3 feet Laurens, you know that. Now what are you doing here on a Friday, I thought you did weekends” He questioned looking for an answer from either of them. “(Y/n) told me you were sending her off to an all-girls school in Switzerland so I decided to spend her last 3 days with her.” He explained, (y/n) nodded. “Yeah daddy you know how the girls threw me that soiree.”

“Okay, but you’ll be back by curfew.”

“Of course daddy, we’ll go soon. John let me just go up and grab my coat.” He nodded and watched her escalate the stairs to her room. “Son am I correct to assume you were the one who gave my daughter that necklace?” Shit, he did not want to have this talk right now. “Yes sir, just like the one you gave your wife all those years ago.” No point in hiding anything now, she was leaving. “My girl loves to tell that story doesn’t she?”

“I can practically see it taking place in front of me.” He heard (y/n) tell it a thousand times and he wouldn’t mind listening to it another thousand times because every time she told it her eyes lit up with such wonder. “So am I to assume that the necklace has the same meaning as mine did?” Here it was the burning question, what Gavalanch warned him about all those years ago.

“Yes sir, it does.” He stayed stoned face, trying not to show the fear he had for the older man. “Son let me tell you something, she’s going away for a long time. By the time you see her again, if you get a chance, she’ll be a full-grown woman who can’t even remember how to pronounce your name. Not to mention she’ll be in high-end society for that time, with men better educated than you or your father. Don’t take it personal son but I warned you. She is a treasure and will marry a man deserving of her.” (Y/n) ran down the stair with her coat zipped “What are you guys talking about?” She looked at John who quickly changed his facial expression from shocked to excited.

“Nothing princess just how Johnny here is going to take you to the docks on Sunday since I have a meeting that day, right son?” He patted Johns’s shoulder “Yes, Mr. Gavalanch”

“Oh! Daddy why can’t you come too?” She whined, “Princess I have a very important meeting but don’t worry Ill meet you in Switzerland 2 weeks from now.” She nodded hugging her father before moving to loop her arms with John. “Show my daughter a good weekend son, and make your final goodbye good.” He whispered to John before leading them out the door and closing it.

“Daddy seemed to like you today.”She commented as they left her property. “Yea, he did” John replied still stuck in his thoughts.

“So what’s the first thing on our list?”

Later

“Your quiet.” They ended up having a picnic in the woods but it didn’t take a genius to realize something was bothering John. She ran her finger through Johns’s hair, his head in her lap, a new form of intimacy they developed the past hour. She wondered when she would next get to do this with him, a month, 6 months, a year?

“What?” He looked up at her, he knew he was being quiet but he couldn’t shake what Gavalanch had said to him, was she really going to be gone for that long? Would she even care for him in 5 yea- “John did my father say something to you?”

He gulped, of course she could tell something was bothering him, sometimes he wondered if she could read his mind. He sat up pulling himself from her grasp, he pulled her hands into his, “Do you still want this? Your life is going to change so fast and I don’t want you to be burdened at the thought of me. Youll be so far meeting new people, friends… New men.”

“Joh-”

“Let me finish- I want this, I want you, all of you for the rest of my life. And I know right now you feel the same but in 5 years? My feeling for you can’t change because everywhere I go all there is, is you. But you’ll be in a whole other country meeting new men. Smarter, richer, stronger men. Love, what I’m trying to say is I don’t want to keep you chained, so if you want to be freed just say the word.” (Y/n) was speechless, where had all his confidence gone, had her father really made John feel so small. “John I don’t care how far apart we are in this huge world, I want you. I don’t care what my father said to you, I choose you. You are what I want for the rest of my life too.” He smiled connecting their foreheads.

“Just know that if you ever want to be set free, Ill grant it to you, okay.” He whispered looking deep into her eyes. “I can assure you I will never ask you that.”

Sunday

“3 days went by pretty quick, don’t ya think?” (Y/n) laughed as they walked hand in hand to the boarding dock. “I savored every moment of it John, thank you.” They stood in silence neither knowing what to say to make this moment less depressing, she turned to look at the huge boat behind her.

“You know I’ve never traveled on my own? Daddy’s always with me, its a little nerve-racking going on my own.” She confessed, “Well what’s to stop me from joining you on that boat then? Id hate for you to go alone so I could come with you.” She laughed at him, “Oh John I wish you could, honestly.” “I could you know I have enough to buy a ticket for the boat and I still have my weekend clothes in my bag.” He gestured to his old satchel hanging off his arm. “John-”

“No for real I could come and accompany you in Switzerland, wouldn’t it be nice to know someone there? And I could get a job to provide for myself, for us and we can be together there.” He stopped when he saw (y/n) eyes brimming with tears “John you have to stay, for your family.” She chocked out, she truly wanted nothing more than to agree to his crazy plan, but 16? Too young to give up his life, his shot to become something great. “They don’t need me, my love you need me. I need you.”

“I need you to stay here John.” He sighed reaching down to wipe her glassy eyes. “VIa Albarelle 106 in Geneva right?” She smiled “Yes write every chance you get John.”

“I’ll be waiting for you, my love.” She smiled planting a small peck on his cheek, before turning and boarding the ship.

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Part 3, edited

#hamilton #alexander hamilton #John Laurens #john laurens x reader #eliza schuyler #reader insert #Angelica Schuyler #Hercules Mulligan #Lafayatte #peggy schuyler #aaron burr #fanfic

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lemaupertus · 6 years ago

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Invitation au salon Nature et bien-être

L’association Trans’mettre, Isabelle de Vent d’ouest, Nathalie et Philippe du Domaine Loupia, organisent et invitent tout un chacun au salon Nature et bien-être, dimanche 12 mai de 9 à 17 heures au Domaine Loupia, aux Albarels à Pennautier. Toute la journée des conférences et des ateliers découvertes de médecines douces et naturelles sont proposés. À … Plus… Articles proches Zéro Déchet : par où commencer ? Xavier Bertrand demande le maintien du remboursement de l’homéopathie Vous pouvez encore aller skier (mais pas que) dans deux stations de la Côte d’Azur Vidéos : Les nouvelles médecines : géobiologie, homéopathie, énergétique, musicothérapie … Vidéos : Les médecines complémentaires vues par le Dr Jacqueline Peker vétérinaire homéopathe – Therapeuticum

#Médecines

#Médecines #Agenda des Médecines Auxiliaires #Brèves #Snap

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genteyhogaressostenibles · 7 years ago

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Unos sencillos y útiles consejos para hacer tu propio huerto ecológico en casa.

Por: Irene Albarel

Fundación Vida Sostenible

#Huerto ecológico #Agricultura #Compost

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wetagconsulting · 6 years ago

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Ensamble ROA: Klassik unter freiem Himmel in Ascona

Das Ensemble ROA ist am Donnerstag, 11.10.2018 zu Gast im Hotel Eden Roc in Ascona.

Die jungen Musikerinnen aus Zürich stellen bedeutende Werke von Andre Leon  Caplet, Leo Delibes, Anton Bernhard Fürstenau, Bartök Bela und vielen mehr  innovativ zusammen und bieten eine Live Performance, die unter die Haut geht.

Teil I

Delibes, Leo (1836-1891): Flower Duet (4') Caplet, Andre (1878-1925): Vien! Une flute invisible (6') Ravel, Maurice (1875-1937): La flüte enchantee (5') Debussy, Claude (1862-1918): Syrinx für Querflöte solo (3') Debussy, Claude (1862-1918): Clair de lune aus Suite Bergamasque, für Klavier solo (5') Fürstenau, Anton Bernhard (1792-1852): Liebesruf (6')

Teil II

Chopin, Frèdèric (1810-1849): Fantasie Impromptu op. 66 in Cis Moll für Klavier solo (5') Ligeti, Georg (1923-2006): Arany Lieder, Bearbeitung für Sopran, Querflöte und Klavier (10')

- Csalfa sugàr (Trügerischer Sonnenstrahl)

- Al legszebb viràg (Die schönste Blume)

- A csendes dalokbòl (Aus den stillen Liedern)

- A bujdosò (Der Verbannte)

- Az ördög elvitte a finàncot (Der Teufel nahm den Finanzbeamten mit)

Bartök, IMla (1881-1945): Sechs Rumänische Volkstänzen (8') Liszt, Franz (1811-1886): Loreley (5') Offenbach, Jacques (1819-1880): Barkarole (3')

Wann

Donnerstag, 11.10.2018 Einlass 17:30 Uhr  Beginn 18:00 Uhr auf dem Bootssteg.

Hotel Eden Roc Ascona Via Albarelle 16 6612 Ascona

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Tel.: +41 91 785 71 71 mail: [email protected] web: www.edenroc.ch

About Ensamble ROA

Das 2014 in Zürich gegründete Ensemble ROA ist eine Formation von Roxana Popescu Flöte, Oana Popescu Klavier und Anna Kovach Sopran. Mit einer innovativen und spezifischen Wahl klassischer Musik zeigt ROA in seinem Konzertprogramm unvermutete musikalische Zusammenhänge auf, indem es klassische Werke aus Ungarn, Rumänien, Griechenland und der Schweiz einander gegenüberstellt.

ROA ist in seinem Auftritt fokussiert auf die Gewinnung eines neuen, jungen Konzertpublikums. Seit dem Debüt im Kulturhaus Helferei in Zürich folgten zahlreiche Matinees und Liederabende, sowie die ersten Anerkennungen in der Medie nach dem Auftritt an der Musikwoche Braunwald.

In der Zukunft setzt sich das Ensemble als Ziel auch internationale Konzertsaäle zu erobern und somit seine Musik mit einen grösseren Publikum teilen zu können.

Link

www.oanapopescu.com

#Ascona #Music Events #Lake Maggiore

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