Two mazets and a van

Late afternoon light on two old stone mazets (vineyard shelters) and their twenty-first century equivalent, the white van, on my way home from wine-tasting at the Domaine de Cadablès, where we bought some of their excellent rosé and red wines and had an interesting chat with the vigneron.


edit: the vigneron, just visible through the vines in his red jacket, is about to prune these vines, so soon the long stalks will have gone, leaving the woody stumps to sprout again in spring.