My first grape stomping experience! Totally weird. My mom and grandparents wanted me to stand in a cold mushy pile of merlot grapes and squish them. Normally, I'm all about mashing things and making messes, but I was not sure what to make of these old people asking me to do it so I tried to keep my feet as sparkling clean as possible and mostly played with the suds bucket instead of the grapes.
No worries, I'm sure that the mere proximity of my feet hovering above the grapes will make this year's merlot exquisite.
Randoms from lately
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LT dressed as his girlfriend for school Halloween.This one as Teddy
Roosevelt.A warm fall allowed more hiking.B wanted sushi one night, and I
had no idea h...
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