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The act of soil creation is one of constant destruction. Material melted in Earth's mantle erupts through holes, fissures and formations in a slipping and sliding surface, cools and is broken down into ever finer soil, which contains the nutrients a plant, such as a grapevine, needs to survive.
It's almost as if Bacchus himself coordinated this dance, directing geysers of molten lava to form hills, valleys, bowls, benches. And eventually, sometimes, they become vineyards.
Our planet is a master of said transformation. It continually recycles, reshapes and reforms itself, often violently so, like a pyroclastic Slurpee machine, churning the geologic goodies to the benefit of our vineyards.
Perhaps the most commonly conjured example is the Earth's earliest formative origins, that is: a once destructive hells-cape filled with massive volcanic eruptions, spewing lava and scalding ash raining down.