finders keepers. losers, well there are no losers.

sometimes being nosy and looking around leads to trouble. other times, it leads to grapes! yesterday morning i came out of the lake, walked back up the dock, poked around the vines on the rocks and came across these beautiful red grapes. so perfect, so pretty, so right there. *local* defined. that sure as heck is my idea of *convenience* food. maybe, hopefully, that's what we will all think of someday in the not too distant future.