Grapey

Two years ago Walt Kowalski came home with two sticks in a bag of dirt.

Walt: "Look, I bought a grape vine!"
Me: "It's two sticks in a bag."
Walt: "Right now it's sticks.  But soon it will be grapes and we can make wine.  Good Italian wine like Grandma used to make."
Me: "I'll get the bottles ready."

We planted it and it grew! It grew and grew and grew.  The first year we got 2 grapes.  Not much wine was happening.

The second year, we got a frost late in the spring and I didn't think about covering the leaves.  BIG mistake.  They all got bit by the frost and fell off.  It set us WAY back on grape production.  We did ok on grapes, except they all ripened while we were on vacation.  We had a few left when we got home.  they were sweet grapes. So sweet.

This is the third year. 

There is an old gardening saying that goes:
First year: sleep. Second year: creep. Third year: Reap!

Boy will we reap this year. Look at all of the grapes.

We even had to buy a second trellis to put behind Grapey.  The original trellis was too small and Grapey was pulling it over.  At this rate, next year we'll need an even larger trellis.