Farm Stories

25 years ago We cleaned up the forest and river by pulling up and chopping down all the alien plants. Very soon the Wild Olives and Wild Peach trees started showing new growth and the indigenous bulbs started flowering. We...

25 years ago We decided to call our wines Tamboerskloof, because that is where we came from, this suburb, against Signal Hill where our children grew up and where the dream was born. It is also from here that, in...

25 years ago In the year 2000, the small farm, that was to become Kleinood, was very different from what it is now.  Although its inherent natural beauty and charm was always there, it was, sadly, just a run down...

The tasting room on Kleinood is a homely extension of the winery. It captures the intimate and inviting spirit of this small and precious farm. Here we pour our beloved Tamboerskloof wines for family, friends, fans, foreigners and critics alike....

If you go down to the woods today... Introducing the most beautiful place on earth. The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is a kind of grief. Is...

With love, from Kleinood

  There was dirt once, an entire earth That clung to our bare feet when it rained, Scorched them when it hadn’t, Coated our arms when it rose With the dry, furious wind. How obvious, I thought then, That it...

John Steinbeck writes on January 1, 1941: "Speaking of the happy new year, I wonder if any year ever had less chance of being happy. It’s as though the whole race were indulging in a kind of species introversion –...