They’re as an unlikely a pair as you can imagine. Showing his age, he hobbles now on a damaged right hip, and suffers with a pinched nerve in his left shoulder. She’s as rambunctious as a colt in a meadow, and her enthusiasm bubbles and roils in a rapid-fire staccato patois that shows residuals from the wilds of New Jersey.

But together -- this still-vital wineman, who is traversing the threshold of codger-status, and his sidekick who is in the full-bloom of her vineland adventure -- are remaking a winery that has fallen off a path once well-traveled.