Going outside to hang out the washing I passed under our grape vine - barren all winter the first leaves were appearing and caught the light.
I am a little bit infatuated with the curlicues and tendrils. They look so festive. I keep meaning to go outside and trim down some of the excess, to make crowns and wreaths, but as yet time has alluded me. In my head, the yet-to-be-wreaths look beautiful.
For now, I admire the new leaves of spring and wonder if this year I'll bag the grapes early enough to protect them from their many admirers.
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