It’s a bright sunny morning that portends of rain this first or second full day of summer. The wrought iron color turned out well, don’t you think? I reserved the black plastic caps over the ends of the wrought iron and replaced some missing ones. They make a nice detail. I’ve been noticing wrought iron around town and old places. Unpainted is the way to go, I think, with the real stuff.
The grapes are ripening in the background of this shot. To keep the birds off I staple paper lunch bags individually over the bunches. The bottom corners of the bags are snipped off to allow air to circulate. Mold can be a problem. Thompson seedless are on the left, Flame seedless in the middle, and Ruby seedless on the right. They ripen in about that same order, left to right, not because of position, but because of species. Thompson and Flame are about the same, and usually ripen before the rains. Ruby seedless ripen later, and because of the rain, are hard to keep covered in bags and to fully ripen. There are also large scarey flying beetles that appear and get into them (the Ruby grapes), startling the viniculturalist checking the bunches. The Ruby aren’t quite as good as Flame and Thompson anyway, but no sour grapes. They just don’t work out quite as well for me, and the skins are a bit tougher than the earlier two varieties. They are good in their own special way. Birds love them all.
This is some wrought iron at San Xavier mission outside of Tucson, who knows how old.
And here are the bars over the windows of the garage. After the fact I noticed that the horizontal pieces are hollow and have caps over the ends. The caps do help with the illusion of the wrought iron being solid, but I may carefully pry them out and replace with new black ones from Ace Hardware. The vertical pieces are solid, and these three sections are quite heavy because of it.