The Grapevines

by Patricia J. Weaver
(Florence, Alabama )




Click the arrow to listen online.

I crawl through the neglected intertwined vines that hang like emerald curtains from the trellis. Being careful that the claw- like branches doesn’t catch in my hair, I enter the magical world under the grapevines. The air is cool. I smell the damp musty dirt and the sweet odor of rotting grapes. There is no movement except the changing dance of sunlight that penetrates the heavy foliage. I creep deeper into this twilight room of enchantment and I’m filled with tranquility.

As I sit letting my eyes adjust to the dim light, I can hear the distant hum of bees collecting nectar from Granny’s flowers, a mockingbird singing his medley of songs, the metallic sound of Grandpa’s hoe hitting rocks and Granny singing “Amazing Grace”.

Peeping through a small opening I observe the world outside. I see the mockingbird sitting high in an apple tree and Granny hanging out clothes. I watch as my brother chases my cousin with a grasshopper and hear her high-pitch squeals of fright. My uncle is sitting on the porch smoking a pipe and I smell the spicy pungent aroma of his tobacco.

Under an oak tree my mother and father sit, taking turns cranking the handle of the ice cream maker and talking. Unaware that they are being watched, Daddy leans over and gently kisses my mother. They look into each others eyes and smile.

I watch a yellow butterfly float across the lawn, dipping and swaying as if it is performing a ballet for the irises, daylilies, and buttercups in the flower bed. A blue bird with a bright orange chest sits on a peach tree limb, singing his courting song for any female willing to listen.

In this special place I am a spectator to the outside world, detached from it but still able to view its sights, hear its sounds and enjoy its smells. Letting my imagination take over, I am a spy trying to uncover information by observing this family’s activities. I am a stowaway on a ship, or a Cherokee warrior watching a family of settlers invade my home, or maybe an outlaw hiding from a posse. A ringing bell pulls me from the enchanted world of make believe.

“Ice cream’s ready!” I hear my Granny yell.

I quickly slip out through the small hole in the grapevines back into the bright sunlight and the real world. Being invisible is great but nothing is better than home-made ice cream!

Comments for The Grapevines

Average Rating starstarstarstarstar

Click here to add your own comments

Mar 08, 2016
Rating
starstarstarstar
Imagination
by: Mya

I like how the child goes out side and does so much by using his imagination.

Oct 05, 2015
Rating
starstarstarstarstar
cool
by: Anonymous

good!! GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Apr 16, 2015
Rating
starstarstarstarstar
Good to read
by: Alice C. Book

Great! I was looking for exactly the same thing all day yesterday. I really wish more people write about it.


Feb 26, 2012
Rating
starstarstarstarstar
GRAPEVINE
by: DEBSHIKHA

BEAUTIFUL STORY.IT REMINDS ME WHEN I PLAYED HIDE AND SEEK

Nov 21, 2011
Rating
starstarstarstarstar
Corn Patch
by: Pat

A very good and great story. It remind me when I was hidding in the corn patch.

Sep 29, 2010
Rating
starstarstarstarstar
Brings back my childhood memories
by: Missy

Great story!

Sep 22, 2010
Rating
starstarstarstarstar
The Grapevine
by: Marilyn Granieri

I envisioned the scene as told by the writer. Since it was written in the first person, I was able to be that person and experienced the sight, sounds and smells in the story. The story embodies tranquility and happiness coming from a person who truly stopped to smell the roses. But of course, the story is coming from a child's point of view which makes the adult reader wishing she was a child again living in Alabama on acres of land where life is more at peace than in the big city. Great job Patricia Weaver. Loved it.

Sep 14, 2010
Rating
starstarstarstarstar
The Grapevines
by: labtekki

Felt like I was there.

Sep 13, 2010
Rating
starstarstarstarstar
Felt like I was there.
by: Anonymous

I love this story. The details are wonderful, not too much. It really felt like I was there, hiding out in the grapevines watching all the happenings. Wonderful!

Sep 13, 2010
Rating
starstarstarstarstar
The Grapevines
by: Anonymous

Great story!

Click here to add your own comments

Return to Short Story Writing Contest.