poetry and prose about place

yard work – the grape harvest

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We had a frost on October 4 and today, I harvested my grapes. You will imagine tubs of ripe fruit, hands stained purple and a row of grape jelly jars on the counter.


my grapes, wandering about in the birch tree

my grapes, wandering about in the birch tree


But my grape harvest is a bit small. However after ten years, this is the first ‘harvest’ from this vine so I am quite proud! No jelly though. I ate the lot of them, sitting in the yard, admiring the autumn leaves. They were juicy, sweet and delicious.



the entire harvest!



Copyright 2016 Jane Tims

Written by jane tims

October 12, 2016 at 7:11 am

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  1. Haha……demand out-strips supply! That makes them grapes mighty valuable and prized!

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    Lone Grey Squirrel

    October 13, 2016 at 7:14 am

  2. Your photo of the grapes and birch tree is so interesting and beautiful.

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    Ellen Grace Olinger

    October 12, 2016 at 10:22 am

    • There is ‘something’ about that bitch tree… one year our pumpkin vines grew into its branches and we had pumpkins hanging from the tree!


      jane tims

      October 12, 2016 at 10:37 am

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