Beneath Čaven, high up there, I live … We decided to build a house and grow the vines in the place, where the sky doesn’t end, where the sun keeps shining. On a high, sunny slope of Čaven, above the village Kamnje, called Grace, we planted a vineyard of Rebula, our favourite domestic sort. And here among our vineyards, we are writing a new story of our lives and slowing down from a daily routine. We are pursuing to craft little, but excellent wine, with just one bottle from each vine. To work in the vineyard is feeling the nature in all its richness. To feel the winter calmness, the spring blossom, the summer bloom and with the harvest, autumn maturity. The vineyard possesses its own magic and its own strength. This feels also our granddaughter Maruša, always singing amongst the vines. Our vineyard is grown in a nature-friendly way and the grass around the vines is mulched and scythed manually. We use no herbicides or insecticides and we take great care of a natural symbiosis. And we enjoy listening to the birds singing and the views of the thyme bushes nestled among the vines. Harvest is a holiday. It is a holiday also because our friends and their families come and join us and help us harvest the ripe grapes and remove the stems by hand.