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Facebook is now reminding me to remember with those reminders of where we were and what we were doing a year ago this time… it tends to put things in perspective on how far we have come in the last year with our little distillery.
Sometimes I’m so caught up in the day to day distilling, reporting, bottling, and occasionally breathing I forget to remember how much we have accomplished in the last year.
Just a few minor wins add up to where we are today; we planted and harvest a very successful crop of potatoes and corn, we were approved for our manufacturer license, business license, and liquor license. We completed the tasting room a few months behind schedule but completed none the less, during the snowiest winter we’ve seen in years! Purchased and installed the distilling equipment; and now we are on our 4th batch of Vodka, first batch of infused Vodkas, and have the whisky-ish spirit ready for bottling we just need the label to go along with it.
The dreams of Gin are just starting to take hold; I keep stumbling across inspirations to create a profile that will convert the even the anti-gin drinkers to keep a bottle Jackknife Gin handy for any occasion.
Along with all that I finally am saying good bye to my corporate job that I have had for the past 8 years and even though it is exciting to be branching out on my own I will be sad to say good bye. However now that I have my mornings free to enjoy a leisurely coffee before I fire up the still I’m sure I won’t be sad for long.
Right now, we are looking forward to being part of the Fraser Valley Indie Festivals this summer with Loving Local; as well as Hopscotch in Vancouver in the fall and The Meat and Cheese Festival in Yaletown in September. Keep an eye out on our events page to know where we will pop up next.
Roadblocks, setbacks, callback’s, and other hurdles are there to educate you or to make you crazy. Most of the above mentioned are inflicted from those of us that do not dream big enough to change their miserable circumstances so they need to share their wealth of wrath on anyone they can.
The joys of thinking outside the box; just because it hasn’t been done before does not me that it cannot be done. These are words I live by and thus I don’t take no for an answer very easily. Stubbornness some may call it; I prefer determination. My determination is only outdone by my partner Rob who is a combo of determination and motivation on steroids. I think secretly he thrives on Roadblocks, setbacks, callback’s, and other hurdles; so when he overcomes them he can bask in the glory of the win.
So, next time you come across these inflectors of wrath take a queue Rob and go for the win, find your way around the NO and make your big beautiful dreams a reality. Trust me the moment of glory is well worth it.
While you’re plotting your way to Yes; Vital Vodka is always a good choice to liberate the brain muscles and clear out the plaque.
I had the recent pleasure of spending time with some very successful individuals; they may not be known by name in everyday circles or even remotely famous, however they are successful in their own way. The majority of them were 10 to 15 years my senior; with wisdom only life can bring and as we went around with introductions and short stories, it was very clear that the common thread was gratitude.
Each of them had their own success and hardships, but through all of these ups and downs they all said that the one thing which made their hard times bearable and their good times phenomenal was the attitude of gratitude.
I am very grateful for that dinner and the chance to be reminded of the opportunity every day to be thankful for the little wins or the big accomplishments or failures and the lessons they bring.
So, on a note of gratitude, I will do my best to stop and celebrate the permits that get approved or accomplishing the list of requirements that need to be completed in order to meet code or the various licenses that get issued or the shipments that I don’t have to pay duty on or the tradesmen that show up on time. Because, how lucky am I to be able to do what I love and love what I do? I am very grateful for the little wins, the big successes, and the epic fails that have put me right where I am today.
Go be grateful, put out some positive energy and when you are done then make yourself a nice Roots and Wings Distillery vodka martini and toast to your success of being amazing!
I have to admit that I did not inherit my mother’s green thumb; Thankfully Rob did inherit that gene from his family. But I’m hoping with enough practice, patience, and pleading; my plants will grow.
Now I don’t want to give you the wrong impression that I’m great at growing weeds; they love me, and dandelions easy-peasy! But I don’t think you would enjoy dandelion or crabgrass infused vodka… so I’m going to do my best in the coming months to learn how to germinate seeds, plant seedlings early in the greenhouse (I still need to build one of these) that eventfully bear the fruit, leaves, petals, and roots to create pleasing infusions for your future cocktails.
So any green thumbs out there if you have advice for a novice like myself I would love to hear from you.
I have been dehydrated for years metaphorically speaking; I have worked in the technology sector for 8 years. I have flown and driven all over North America several times over, which is pretty standard for most of us in these B2B roles, we fly to client meetings, or conferences, drive endless hours chasing potential leads. In that time, we don’t eat, sleep, or drink properly; our fight and flight mode is maxed out … it’s a truly glamourous lifestyle because not only the physical exhaustion and exposure to who’s knows what and whom when we are sharing common space with everyone; we also miss out on time with our families, with our friends and down time with ourselves.
This was glaringly obvious on a recent trip to Denver. After a 4-day conference I was in the airport going from lunch to my gate when a young attractive girl stopped me in the concourse and asked me if I wanted to try this miracle eye cream … I declined…. she persisted … she won. Once it was applied to one eye she showed me the difference … it was truly amazing! I had one 35-year-old eye and one 21-year-old eye (in hindsight I should’ve insisted on both eyes). After some haggling, I purchased the overpriced cream and caught my flight home.
But on the way home I had to appreciate the genius marketing of that opportunity. Of course that cream was a miracle worker to the dehydrated masses of business travelers headed home, Dehydrated from life on the road… I don’t need a new cream to look 21 again, I need to drink in the good life and stop flying all over hells half acre and enjoy my 30+ acres of heaven.
After 8 years with a great company; I’m ready to start writing a new chapter. This one will be of waking up every morning beside the man I love, breathing the fresh air deep into my lungs, and enjoying a leisurely morning coffee before I begin creating, growing, and nurturing our distillery into a life hydrating venture that I can share with world.
If you have ever lived on a farm you know there is no such thing as idle hands and even less so when you are running multiple businesses off of the farm. What I would give for 6 straight hours of idle hands. I would use them to turn the pages on a good book or have a spa manicure. But in truth living on a farm is so deeply engraved into the way of the life I love I would find meaningful work around any corner I turn.
Rob my dear sweet pseudo-husband loves this about me and when I say loves I mean love-hate because its’ such a fine line between the two. As inevitably he becomes part and parcel of my plans to create, build, clean, organize, expand, and grow.
I don’t believe the two of us will experience idle hands for years to come between the farm, the business ventures and the two boys… but one day if I do find the time you will find me at the spa.