Finally, The Harvest

Weeks ago I promised you pictures from the Harvest, when my family gathers at my aunt and uncle's vineyard to pick grapes. This year was cold and wet and miserable, but we still had a good time and picked lots of grapes.This is Carol and in the background Carl. They're not technically family, but they are for all intents and purposes. I like this picture because I think you can really understand how unpleasant the weather was. Here's a bad one of me, but it's proof that I did my work the old-fashioned way - with an infant strapped to my back. That's my grandmother with us. Here's a better one of me, with Jean. I think she is my second-cousin in-law, but I'm bad with that sort of thing: A few more picking pictures: After the harvest (and showers and all), there's a party in the barn. This is me with my (all of) my cousins at the bonfire. There were some deep fried turkeys, yum. Peter's brave enough to get close to the fry vats. Eddie was less than helpful, but had a good time: This is me with my Aunt Jan - she worked like crazy, and was in charge of the food for the weekend: Here are the some of the grapes. We picked about 3 tons!