And So It Was Written…

This is our vineyard. Eleven rows of 50 vines each means 550 vines. Because of Melissa’s chronic health issues and other responsibilities, we’ve struggled with the vineyard these last years. We love it, but it was eating us up, and we weren’t making any money.

So this spring, tired and frustrated, we sadly decided to let it go, to pull up the posts and plow under the vines.

Then the heavens parted and there appeared on our doorstep two men. One was our former vet, who shall be called Jeff. At his side was Son of Jeff, who is called PJ. PJ had begun making wine and wanted to learn more about growing grapes. He is young and aches not in his knees, neck, or hips, and suffers not from chronic pain.

Melissa spread her arms toward the beloved yet cur-sed vineyard, and said, “Here is your classroom. Go for it.”

And so they did. Jeff and Son of Jeff, who is called PJ, have pruned and sprayed and trimmed all summer long, often with the help of Wife of PJ, who is called Kate. The blessed trio have performed a miracle on the vineyard, for it looks great. It does need mowing, but since mowing is the job of Catherine, who is called the Great Procrastinator, blame not Jeff and Son of Jeff for the long grass.

The brave men still have destructive birds and Asian Lady Beetles to battle, but we expect they will realize a bountiful harvest this fall, and we pray for a few bottles of the wine which will be made by Son of Jeff, who is called PJ….And it will be good.

(Sorry. I’m easily influenced by what I read, and I just finished Christopher Moore’s novel Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal. It’s wacky, irreverent, and totally made up, yet I feel as if I understand Jesus better for reading it. How weird is that? Just goes to show our minds are Silly Putty in the hands of a skilled novelist.)

4 thoughts on “

  1. So that’s what grapes are supposed to look like. Beautiful. The chickens got mine.

    I will be doing spinning/felting demonstrations at a threshing bee in St. Charles that weekend, so I won’t be able to attend the book signing. Darn!

  2. One year we fed garlic to our lambs for their health, wondering if it might also provide a bit of pre-seasoning to the meat. It didn’t.

    But just in case your grape-eating chickens taste like wine, I hope the grapes were white ones to avoid a culinary faux pas.

  3. Isn’t LAMB marvelous? I proposed it as required reading for the teachers in our Unitarian Universalist religious educaiton program this year as we take on bible stories, but was shot down, primarily because UNitarians aren’t into *requiring* much of anything…

    My wine-group-which-also-reads-and-mulls-over-books is coming over to ponder Hit by a Farm tonight. Should be fun. Thanks for the actually useful reader’s guide. Cheers!

  4. Liz,

    I’ve read more of Chris Moore’s work since LAMB, but that one remains my favorite. Seems like it would be a great one for a church group to read–lots to discuss.

    Glad you connected with the Hit by a Farm reader’s guide. Let me know how it goes if you use it!

    I belong to a book-group-which-also-drinks-wine…. 🙂

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