Titirangi Storyteller

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After the grapes are gone

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Autumn vinyardThe grapes are fermenting away, sweet and fragrant and ready for drinking this time next year… Nice how the leaves linger on though… I seem to prefer the natural world to the human one more and more… it’s just so much saner, safer. How can a tornado or earthquake compare to the human maelstrom? These days… these days… somehow these are always the days. And all the days. How sweet to stand in a vinyard and close my eyes and inhale slowly and deeply…


Written by Titirangi Storyteller

27/06/2013 at 12:47 am

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  1. My mother used to have a grape arbor in her backyard, and I remember standing beneath it and inhaling.

    Ah yes, these days . . .



    06/07/2013 at 6:31 am

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