These little fellows are as ripe as they're going to get and are starting to fall off the vine, the vine which happens to climb all over the arbor, the arbor which happens to be positioned directly over our deck, the part of the deck which happens to support our deck chairs, the chairs which happen to be where we sit outside smoking, which I was doing last night, which is how I came to step on what I thought was a gigantic green booger. IN MY BARE FEET.
Time to prune, yes?
Pure poetry.
ReplyDeleteSeriously? You gorw these? Totally jealous. But not of the green booger feet. That not so much.
ReplyDeleteI stepped on a slug once in bare feet. I don't recommend it.
ReplyDeleteThat's what you get for smoking. :)
ReplyDeleteYou could make yourself some wine!
ReplyDeleteDo your gigantic green boogers pop when you step on them? Just curious.
ReplyDeleteSo wait. Smoking causes grapes? That should be on a warning label, I think.
ReplyDeleteSchmoke and pan-grape?
ReplyDeleteGreat photo! Completely jealous of your abundance of fresh produce which, by the way, eating healthy totally cancels out the smoking (to anyone giving you crap).
ReplyDeleteYum giant green buggers
ReplyDeletemother nature is subtly telling you to move your chairs :)
ReplyDeleteWhat are you, in my backyard? I spent a couple hours Sunday trimming back the massive grave vine/leafy cave that separates me from my neighbor.
ReplyDeleteI ate a grape or two, and if you can peel the little buggers they're not bad!
Pearl
Pick and eat. The end.
ReplyDeletePart deux. Give to Jill.
Cool! I wish I had some grape vines!
ReplyDeleteMy kids LOVE grapes. Send them down.
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