Mum coaxed me down from Toronto with a reservation at Featherstone Winery on Sunday. It was a beautiful day: warm, sunny, with a near constant breeze to enjoy. We sat on the porch, enjoying the weather and the calming sound of the wind chimes by our table. After a simple lunch of bread and cheese, we went for a walk in the vineyards in search of the famous sheep that trim the vines. Much to our delight, we found four grazing in the grass. You see sheep so rarely in Niagara that it always gives one a thrill to see one. With our curiosities satisfied, we walked back to the car.