The ripening of my Concord Grapes brings back memories of my youth. We had a large Concord vine growing on an arbor along our farmhouse lawn. The grapes would begin ripening near the end of summer. It seemed they were always ready to eat by the first day of school. I remember my brother and I coming home from school and feasting on the delicious grapes.
Concord Grapes have a thick skin. The way we always ate them was to squeeze the grape while holding the stem end between our lips. The result was an explosion of flavor as the pulp popped into our mouths leaving the skin between our fingers.
As life goes, many years have passed since my school days and the old vine has long since perished.
When I moved to my current residence thirty years ago I planted two vines. I took this shot of them about a week ago and tonight while mowing the lawn I noticed that many of the grapes were ripe. The mowing had to wait as I again relived old memories. Childhood memories brought alive by the taste of those wonderful grapes.
The sounds of booming Bass Fiddles, racing Banjos, heavy rhythmic Mandolin chops, and the sweet melodies of the Resonator Guitar filled the air along with the timeless harmonies unique to Bluegrass Music. Bands came from a three state area to display their talent.
Country folk gathered to enjoy the evening of music and homespun whit combined with good conversation. Po’ folk and millionaires sit and visit in this setting with no indication of differences of social status.
Bluegrass at the Old Home Place is an annual tradition dating back nearly three decades originally hosted by The Sounds of Grass and now by The New Connection.
Could this farmer be trying out a new crop? I captured this crop as it was appearing in the field. After much preparation it took only an hour or so for it to appear and grow to its mature size. To learn what crop our farmer is growing……… Check back