"The Vineyard" acrylic on aqua canvas 24x36 $1725
The Vineyard Series:
Dad and I crushed ripe grapes with a baseball bat
Out in the garage. We were making wine.
The aroma of crushed grapes was everywhere
Dad loved his hobby and it took on a life of its own.
His friends liked making and drinking wine too.
They bought a farm in Sunnyside, Washington to
Grow their own wine grapes.
We’d drive from Seattle through steep, rocky passes by Mount Rainier, to the dry side of the mountains. We’d pick juicy peaches, pears and cherries. We’d always stop at the
Best Mexican restaurant ever just off the road.
The vineyards and farmland were beautiful.
And seemed to go on forever
Barbara Ferrier
