This morning in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania (in actuality, a spot called Gobbler's Knob...titter, titter), Punxsutawney Phil, the unfortunate, grudging-groundhog who is unceremoniously dragged out of his ersatz tree stump every year, saw his shadow. I was hoping that Phil's prognostication of six more weeks of winter would perhaps be for the east coast only. But alas, the rain has returned here on the west coast.
Nevertheless, I donned my rain jacket and ventured out into the vineyard to continue with my pruning. Surprisingly, I got quite a bit of done before the rain just got too heavy for me to carry on. It is forecast to rain for the next 10 days, or so. Great. But at least it is not cold. I am predicting that I will be experiencing a fortnight of rather soggy vineyard work. Lovely.
