I approach the vines
doesn't look like much
but pushing aside the leaves reveals bunches of them in all their glory
I duck under the vines
the grapes leap into my bucket by themselves, it seems
creating comical plunks
one grape in particular, voluptuous in its ripeness
the sun shining through the vines
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Oh damn, how I miss those glorious grapes, fresh, warm and juicy off the vine.
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