Sunday, February 06, 2011

Prune, prune, prune

It's not what you think. It's the vineyard. The workers are out there daily in the cold and rain methodically pruning last year's growth off the bare vines. They typically leave one bare cane on each trunk that will later be attached horizontally to the support wire before the leaves appear.

Pruned vines and support wires on a frosty February morning.

Most of the vines out back are owned by one grower and this year he has three employees out cutting. The work seems to moving right along. Another grower out there, who cuts his own vines by himself, got the work on his parcels done in the fall. He's moved on to other of his parcels elsewhere, if he's not done altogether.

There are a few other growers out there in various stages of pruning and one we haven't seen yet. He's consistently the last to prune his parcels.


  1. This post reminds me that it's time to prune my rose bushes.

  2. Do you avoid media so you can watch the game as if it is the first run?

  3. When you wrote, "It's not what you think.", what did you mean? Seriously, I wasn't thinking about anything until you mentioned it and now I'm thinking that everyone gets the joke except me. It reminds me of that BeeGees song that goes "I started to cry, which started the whole world laughing..."
    Other than that whole mess, I like the picture!
    Your Friend, m.

  4. The pruning seems excessive but they know what the are doing I am sure.

  5. evelyn, mine too. I'm planning that for today (monday).

    rachael, I'm trying, but it ain't easy!

    mark, sorry. I think I talked about the prunes on Facebook. I made stewed prunes on Friday. They worked.

    michael, they do it this way every year all over the country, so it must be right!

  6. Kind of looks like a cowboy fence mended gone mad.


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