I live in wine country.  Grape vines surround this town and some, older than my grandmother, line backyard walkways and fences.  I’m familiar with their lush greenery and abundant fruit in the late summer and also their barrenness in the late winter.

Do you see beauty in these pictures of the barren grape vine?

I do too.  Maybe because I can relate to the barren grape vine due to barren seasons in my own life.

I don’t see vines failing to produce.  For if they were failing to produce, the vinedresser would…

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