Friday, January 26, 2018

PG snips.

I started pruning Vinoland's Pinot grigio vines today.  After two days of rain it was pretty soggy out in the vineyard, and chilly, so I had to talk myself into getting started.  But once I got started, I was immediately reminded of how much I enjoy pruning; it's just me, the grapevines and my trusty Felco 6s.  Oh, and the little black and white dog that couldn't stop barking at a possum, cat, skunk, or something, hunkered down in a drainage pipe, that was trying to avoid her.  Prune on!

5 comments:

Dennis Tsiorbas said...

Ditto!

Thud said...

I buy my grapes from marksies.

Vinogirl said...

NHW: I think you'd enjoy pruning too!

Thud: And a lot of your wine.

Dennis Tsiorbas said...

I've done a bit of my own at home, but you're right; alas my arthritis would permit maybe a joyful half-hour of it.
Thud's wishful new home had me dreaming last night that he came to visit me (ha!); so I offered him a drink, he asked for a Port.

Vinogirl said...

NHW: He'd more likely ask for a bourbon :)