Tomato-tormentor.

Grapevines aren't the only things growing in Vinoland's vineyard.  Besides vines and weeds, a volunteer tomato (toe-mar-tow) vine has decided to grow right next to a Syrah vine.  The location, chosen no doubt so that the tomato can avail itself of the vineyard's irrigation system, poses a bit of a problem for me.  Being so anthropomorphic, I am sure the tomato will suffer if I leave it in the vineyard.  However, if I transplant it into the vegetable patch, being so late in the season, it'll probably never bear any ripe tomatoes.  Or I could just yank it out and put it in the compost bin.  Slow day.

Go wild in the country.

More unintended vegetative activity in Vinoland.  Several, 3 to 4 foot tall, sunflowers are growing here and there around the vineyard, surely the handywork of some mysterious, green-fingered, flower-loving horticulturist of the feathered variety.  The local population of nuthatches and titmice seem to be very fond of sunflower seeds, so I'm inclined to suspect that one, or both, of these frequent visitors to Vinoland's bird feeders are the culprits.
Vinomaker has humoured me and has mowed around the sunflowers for a few weeks now.  Thanks Vinomaker, they look so cheery.