Up against it, and having forgotten all the great ideas I had come up with recently, and without a clue what I would do with it myself, I quickly said STRINGS. So what am I going to do with "Strings"? I am sure the other members of our challenge, known among ourselves as Headbangers and linked in my sidebar were wondering the same thing. (I've got to start making a list when those great them ideas come to me.)
On our trip north to visit the Quilt Barn trail we passed this orchard, and I stopped to take a couple of pictures of the trees trained on strings. I have been this way before, but didn't remember this. There aren't any orchards in our area done this way, though I did see some strung straight up.
|The strings don't show up that well.|
You know how you go by something every day and see right through it?
This is the hopyard across the street from our house.
For the last couple of weeks, the work in the hopyards is stringing the trellises.
These are summer pictures from my files.
|Down the row in the hopyard.|
|The fruit that flavors your beer is called a berry.|
Our view of Mount Adams changed considerably when the hopyard was put in .