A few weeks ago, it was time to head down to Tamaha to help my parents pick some grapes! Very old France, don't you think? He planted the grapes about two years ago and didn't think we would have any viable grapes til at least next year. Well, those thoughts weren't exactly correct. We ended up picking just short of a ton of Vidal Blanc. We started early and worked hard for about 31/2 hours.
Aiden and I "helped by riding around on the mule all morning. With a 2 year old that was about all we could manage.
Four generations in one mule! Counting Tucker of course...
A view of part of the vineyard and the pasture in the background. This picture, to me, shows just how much work my parents put into their land. All of the upkeep and maintenance of the vineyard is not to overshadow the hay baling in the background. It all keeps growing.
My 84 year old grandpa out in his overalls helping pick grapes! I don't know how he does it, but I know he wouldn't want it any other way.
Vidal Blanc.
The picked grapes looked beautiful piled up in the buckets. You can see how many there actually were.
Our littlest grape wranglers! Aiden and Marley don't like to miss out on any of the action!
I think Aiden ate more grapes than he picked. He would reach his arm in the bucket and pull out a handful whenever he got a chance. His face says it all! Right when I took this picture he was saying, "Mmmmmmm."
Marley Poo is sun smart! (and super cute)
My dad aka Pappy holding a massive bunch of grapes! Aiden's chunky arm is reaching to try and grab some to eat!
We filled all of these containers,
plus this giant watering trough! It was amazing to see how many grapes there were. Literally the fruits of our labor.
The Wrap Party. We finished at about 9:45 and glad it was so early! We will gladly accept payment in bottle form!
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