Showing posts with label pass me the Felcos. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pass me the Felcos. Show all posts

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Clueless in Coombsville.

I may not be Napa's greatest pruner, I know I'm certainly not the fastest, but I definitely do a better job, of pruning grapevines, than one of Vinoland's closest neighbours.
What the hell? I think this vine is cordon-trained, although I can't be totally sure. It's crazy, it's a mess - I have never seen so many spurs and buds left on one vine...it is vinsanity!
I suppose I could offer my services, but if I did I'd miss out on the entertainment value of seeing how this gentleman's vineyard progresses through the year. Like a good accident, as much as I feel sympathy for the vine, I cannot pass up this voyeuristic opportunity.