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more than a little late

Grape vines are supposed to be pruned in February/March. I started mid-March, have finally finished, and am now half-way through cleaning up the mess. Hopefully I can finish tomorrow. I will say that the vines have been "weepier" this year than normal, but I'm not to concerned as two other grape owners have said the same thing. I don't know whether or not the amount of rain we've had this winter has anything to do with it or not, but I'm hoping that means we'll have a good crop this year (which  is crazy as we eat less jelly every year and I've yet to find a grape juice recipe I like).

And since pruning is pruning is pruning is pruning and doesn't change, here's a link to pictures from a previous year (if have that crazy desire to see).

http://burdenbearer.blogspot.com/2011/03/passing-of-time.html

And this year, I'm not making vine wreaths, but am simply hauling the stuff into the small wooded area along the fence line that last year I thought we were going to clean out (until someone hauled the debris we had spent weeks cleaning there and kind of defeated the whole purpose). But if anyone wants the vines, you're more than welcome to them.

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