Golden vines are plump with thriving cabernets, and the grass is lime and chunky. There may only be four rooms here, but what a dazzling little handful of charmers. Each has a sunny private veranda and faces the vineyards, and when the sun is shining and you fancy a deep bath, you can fling open the full-length bathroom windows and soak while drinking in the delicious air. The emphasis is on keeping you free from the horrid world of plastics, chemicals, additives, shiny food, man-made fibres and mass-produced spring water. Virtually all you eat and drink here is locally grown, harvested, dug up or plucked. If you sweet-talk John or Heather, who have nurtured this little love object over the past few years, they will find a pinot gris that will send you into a bacchanalian spin. This is a bright little lodge of soft beauty and delicate colours, a pure little haven that's dodged the real world. The attention to detail is nuts.