Friday 31 August 2018

The Futility of Growing Grapes

My parents have had a vine growing over the pergola in their back garden for years, maybe even as  long as 20 years. It twirls around the ivy in which foolish blackbirds try to nest as the cats try to eat them, and sends tendrils all over the wood, pointing  all manner of places.

Every year, it grows grapes, the jewels of Bacchus. And  every year, the frost  comes and kills them before they get to ripen properly and lose themselves of tongue folding face screwing bitterness.

They've come again this year, not so many bunches but grapes none the  less. They are beginning to darken.

When will the first frost take them from us?

At least the apples will be ok.


All text and images copyright CreamCrackeredNature 31.08.18


  1. If the winters keep getting milder then one year they'll make it.

  2. At least the grapes look very beautiful (as do your apples and roses). And indeed, with the climate changing, you may well be able to pick ripe grapes...
    Lovely photos.

  3. My post today is about wine! Cheerio!