Wednesday, July 31, 2013

A Wild Place, With Dried Grapes

I am not quite sure what happened to my grapes, although I know very well what happened to my garden.  I allowed it to go to seed, as I posted previously.  Apparently, my grapes decided to go straight to seed as well.  They are either green and lush - weeks away from ripening, or they are seeds, no fruit in sight.  I wonder if the fruit was eaten.  Perhaps the heat turned the fruit to raisins.  The vines look wonderful.  I am amazed how much better the north vine looks this year than I expected it to look.  I will definitely be more prepared to cultivate it next year.  I dream of expanding our vineyard beyond it's little space, as I see how well, if how wild, my grapes progress.

The garden must so offend all who see it.  It's of no aesthetic pleasure.  Only an eye for heirloom seeds would understand how much I love it.  I am taken with the abundance of the beet seeds.  I only wish I had all the time I need to harvest and prepare them.  I am in no hurry.  I have a few weeks to attend to the children's needs before it's time to switch to my fall plantings.  I have harvesting the current seeds, nurturing carrots, weeding and preparing for planting.  It won't look wild for long.  Despite it's appearance, it's not truly wild now.  It's mature and sage and fertile.

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