This slightly fuzzy scarlet sun rise was taken on my phone camera. 'Red Sky in The Morning, Shepards Warning'. Well that's what I was always told in the dim and distant past when I was a kid.


The grape vine is still clinging onto a few leaves. All the bunches of rather small grapes have been picked and it's now had it's winter pruning. It was a very poor season for the grapes this year. So wet and not enough sun. It's been growing on my south facing garage wall now for several years. It grows well but never fruits in abundance. It's a cutting from a cutting from Henry the eighths grape vine in Hampton Court. It's grandparent is a hugh vine over 500 years old. I believe!


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