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FRIDAY, 4 Sep 2009

Grapes
Kira

Our neighbor Mrs. Frye asked if she could have some of our wild grapes for jam. My mother didn't know where they were, so I grabbed two flashlights and took her out at 10:30 at night, up the road to show her. I won't be around tomorrow, but it's not like there was any rush. I just wanted to go for a walk.

The moon is full. My old arthritic dog followed us determinedly. The grapes are on a huge vine growing near the southwest corner of our property, bushels of them, dark amethyst purple against the greens and greys of the vine's leaves and stem.

The Hall childrens' kittens followed us home. Three tiny pairs of glowing green eyes in the road behind us, floating, staring. They are now mewling outside the open window as I write this.

Wild grapes smell AMAZING.