'When the rose hips bloom'

An old saying in Burgenland translates (very) roughly:
'when the rose hips blossom and bloom
a fellow sleeps like he's in the tomb
when the rose hips grow red
you can sleep like the dead'

After last week's heavy rains and this week's bright sunshine, everything is
growing!
We're now working on binding the young vine-shoots onto the wire trellising,

which will keep us occupied over the next few weeks.
And that's but one of many tasks - but more about that soon.

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