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I Heard it in the Grapevine

Josephine Gillis | General | Tuesday, 15 July 2008

Somewhere around 4:30 a.m. sounds crept into my sleep and then awoke me with a start when I realized the noise was not originating from within my dreams. I got up to check on the source of the activity going on in the thirty two year old, forty foot grapevine that grows over the garden shed and down to the end of the driveway.

The rustling continued uninterrupted as I opened the door and stepped out onto the back porch, so I turned on the outer light and from the top of the shed, amidst the grapes and leaves one of the masked bandits popped his head and paws out of the vine to take a look at who was disturbing their twilight grape raid. A critter too adorable to admonish for the rude hour of my sleep disturbance, or the fact that he and his masked accomplice were stealing my precious grapes. The harvest from my grapevine was an event last year and I plan to make it so again this year. Those grapes were shared with so many and I feel torn about what to do about the raccoons.

Last year I worked out a compromise with the birds. They can have the grapes that grow from the grapevine in the back garden, but they have to leave the main vine alone and so far they have honored our agreement. I’m wondering if such an arrangement can be reached with the masked twosome. They can have the grapes that grow on top of the shed, but they need to leave the hanging bunches alone. And it would be better if they arrived around midnight, rather than disturbing my best REM sleep. They seemed like a couple of reasonable raccoons and promptly left the grapevine at my request, so we’ll just have to see how it goes.

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