Thick, thickest, thicket…

It was a beautiful day to search for new wood and prune the thick,overgrown mess that is our very, tiny vineyard. A sleeping princess would not have been out of place in the mad tangle. Farmer Al’s dad, pictured at the corner post, is an accomplished wood carver but this job required more blunt force than finesse. Despite the severe pruning we are hoping for a few sweet, bronze scuppernong grapes toward the end of summer.


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