The Grapes Are Growing.
I love to garden, but living on the second floor with limited space doesn’t make that easy. Therefore, I can only do so much with what I have. The windowsills are filled with parsley, mint, basil, chives, etc, along with a jade plant and something I only know as angel’s wings, a clipping of which I somehow managed to bring on the plane coming back from my Christmas trip home and which has returned to life rather impressively. Thyme and daisies are starting to bud, but I have to worry that those dang bugs from last year will show themselves again.
With that fear in mind, I take great joy in watching the grapes come along at the winery. When I enter the gate, make the curve around the pond, and the vineyards come into view, it’s always with a sense of happiness and awe that I mark their progress. From brittle, empty vines to small green leaves uncurling…I get to watch them grow. Some days I might forget to really look, but when I do, the changes are even more noticable. That’s what happened the other day during a tasting room lull. I walked down the driveway and was delighted to find baby grapes, all the while taking pictures like a proud mama.
April 23rd, 2007 at 9:38 pm
You’re so blessed to be surrounded by such a a beautiful scene each day, to see each bud flourish and grow, I too would be a proud mama….if only I had that view when at work!
April 24th, 2007 at 11:40 am
You’ve got it good, Farley. Revel in it! I know it ain’t grapes, but if you miss getting your green thumb ya-yas out, my jasmine vines need trellising, and I’d be delighted to have your assistance. Followed by a delightful glass or two, of course!
April 24th, 2007 at 2:43 pm
Lorraine and Russ,
I really do appreciate the view and getting to be a part of the process.