Yes, I am aware that I wrote an almost identical post a year ago, but as my horticultural successes have thus far been limited to shower mildew and a pretty vigorous case of jock itch, I count this annual event as a thumping triumph. With my confidence surging, I'm ready for new challenges. Who knows what daring realms an amateur botanist full of gumption might explore?
|'Avocado Pit with Rooster'|
But now is no time to get cocky! This is a vulnerable time for a grapevine. As young, green shoots stretch their tender arms into the unknown, rabbits will be tempted to gnaw, gnaw, gnaw my poor vine to ribbons. Fortunately, I have devised a number of bunny deterrents to safeguard against such villainy.
The possibility that our promising young Vitis labrusca will yield fruit in 2010 is remote. For now, I will be patient and enjoy the aesthetic payoff of my viticultural enterprise. Yeah, I know that a grapevine will never be mistaken for the more magnificent flowering plants of the world, but I'd like to see some precious fucking orchid come up with this:
Or even this:
Here's an idea: why don't you bite me, orchids?
So goddam pretentious.