The Syrah grapes just look beautiful. Gorgeous. Yes, there is a little tiny bit of puckering of skin on the west facing rows. And my feathered friends have been helping themselves to the clusters hanging closest to the tree line. But, generally, the crop looks fantastic.
A grape sampling today revealed that the sugar is at 24 °Brix: climbing nicely despite the cool weather of the past week. Vinomaker did a quick chemical analysis and the pH is at 3.48, which is a good range for it to be. The seeds are all brown, so they are mature. Time to start thinking picking-logistics.
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Saturday, September 23, 2017
Sunday, June 25, 2017
I give a fig.
Yesterday, I noticed this little fig on one of three fig trees that I have growing in pots. Today, on further inspection, I noticed two more smaller figs on the same plant. I'm so excited, yay!
Years ago, Vinomaker was given a Mission fig (Ficus carica) as a gift; it was planted out in a low spot in Vinoland, down by the creek, where it was promptly killed by the first frost of the winter.
The next spring, I noticed three small plants growing under a large oak tree by the house with leaves that looked suspiciously fig-like. As I do with 99% of all growing things I find that pique my interest I potted them up and put them in the nursery, alongside an assortment of potted grapevines (my emergency reserves). And there they have remained for the past four or more years, protected from severe, low temperatures by their proximity to Vinoland's barn. I have made a promise to the fig trees that from now on I will take better care of them.
Everything seems to be thriving in Vinoland. I picked my first ripe tomato today and it looks like I should have enough for a salad by next weekend. The figs are going to take a bit longer.
Years ago, Vinomaker was given a Mission fig (Ficus carica) as a gift; it was planted out in a low spot in Vinoland, down by the creek, where it was promptly killed by the first frost of the winter.
The next spring, I noticed three small plants growing under a large oak tree by the house with leaves that looked suspiciously fig-like. As I do with 99% of all growing things I find that pique my interest I potted them up and put them in the nursery, alongside an assortment of potted grapevines (my emergency reserves). And there they have remained for the past four or more years, protected from severe, low temperatures by their proximity to Vinoland's barn. I have made a promise to the fig trees that from now on I will take better care of them.
Everything seems to be thriving in Vinoland. I picked my first ripe tomato today and it looks like I should have enough for a salad by next weekend. The figs are going to take a bit longer.
Labels:
crop,
Ficus carica,
Fig,
Mission fig,
tomato,
Vinoland
Thursday, October 23, 2008
The party's over?
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