I only have a single grape vine on the land where the donkeys graze, but I have been harvesting sweet grapes since mid-August and picked the last two bunches today. I have not dusted the vine with sulphur, so now that the harvest is finally over and I have dressed the vine, the donkeys ate the remaining leaves and the dried up grapes still on them.
I made a bonfire to burn all the left over garden waste from summer and once the donkeys had eaten their fill of vine leaves, I burnt the remaining branches. I was suddenly transported to the Gospel according to St John the Evangelist, “I am the vine and you are the branches,” as I watched the fire consume the last of my carefully tended vine branches.
It is a glorious day and I will walk up to Finestrat with Aitana, who seems to be in “sensible donkey” mode today. Matilde has been limping, so I am not sure if it´s a good time to walk her. More photos later. The light is wonderful today.
UPDATE: 4 pm
Aitana walked to Finistrat but would not settle down to a bowl of cereal and some carrots while tied to the bench opposite the bar. She was braying loudly and trying to uproot the bench (which was bolted to the paving stones only on three legs.) I had to rush my beer and abandon my conversation with Carl to start walking Aitana home again. After descending the path into the gorge, she dragged me all the way up the other side and raced all the way home, straining at the lead rope. When we arrived home it became clear what the panic was all about: she went straight to Matilde for feeding. Surely 13 months is way beyond milk-feeding stage?
AND UPDATE: 5 pm
As soon as I finished writing the last update and uploading photos I realised I no longer had my watch. I reckoned it would be exactly at the spot where I took that last photo, as I wrestled with the lead rope while getting the camera strap caught in my watch strap… I figured the watch strap must have broken without me realising. The walk back to the spot took ten minutes and I found the watch with the aid of the photo to pinpoint the exact spot on the path! Lucky nobody had walked the path since we came back.