THE MOTHER OF ALL GRAPEVINES

We walked down to the Point this morning to check on the ice conditions. I noticed a big, and I mean, big, grapevine shedding its bark.  The section in the photo is thicker than my arm.
What gorgeous curves!  If we didn't know  from whence the Art Nouveau stylists drew their inspiration, we would now!  You wouldn't want to eat the grapes from this vine until after a good frost, and even then only with loads of sugar in jelly.  The birds love them though.

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