
Now if I had my choice, this would be my house in the south of France, perfect for growing grapes..
Can you just imagine waking up to this everyday. Thank goodness for dreams, they make the soul smile.



And in the meantime I am where I am, and I tend to the grapes in the backyard. As August slips away you can see that the grapes are starting to turn. Time will make them sweet.
There are so many I am getting anxious to eat them, there is nothing like a good bunch of grapes right off the vine. I will have enough for jelly this year for sure, but I no I am definitely NOT making wine.
I will leave you with this quote. “A wonderful drink, wine. . . . Did you ever hear of an Italian grape crusher with athlete's foot?.”
Have a good week,
Live, Love, Laugh and try to Feel Good
Kathy
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