I had finished my chores and eaten lunch, and decided to go outside to Effieland and pick some more Flame grapes while proprietress Effie napped inside.
I picked a pound and five ounces in a couple of minutes, and it took another 10 minutes or so to rinse and stem the grapes. Effie slept through the whole project, completely incurious.
Flames are now my favorite variety of grape. They are sweet with zing, and festively colorful.
Earwigs tend to like grapes as well. Earwigs are also my least favorite bug. With fair consistency, one will emerge from the grapes while I am rinsing them and race creepily along my hand. One did this as I rinsed the grapes I picked today. I flicked the slithery creature into the drain and provided a hot-water escort to hasten its journey.
Flame grapes
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The grapes look delicious. At least you got that nasty bug to where he should go not where he wanted to go-and fast too.
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Thanks, Crystal! You understand bugs perfectly. 😏
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I hate bugs. So Yes I do.🙂
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They look lovely. I unfortunately did a season of grape picking. On the B Team, paid per hour not per bucket. I do not recommend it. Cheers,H
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I have never considered a grape-picking career. I limit the activity to our own grapes in our own garden–or at least Effie’s.
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They do look good. I usually find spiders in the concords when I clean them.
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I figure earwigs and spiders are pretty equivalent. . . .
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They are beautiful! I think a beetle marries into a family of earwigs in an Andersen fairy tale …
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I don’t actually think a whole lot of beetles, either. I’m just not a bug person, even if we have an affinity for grapes in common. . . .
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