Clustered like grapes on these beautiful branches they are either harvested by hand or by machine.
Or picked by me, one by one. My son is standing in the background. One of these days I will master the use of a camera.
It seems that so many blogs from South America are from missionaries. I just wanted any potential readers to be clear that I am not a resident of Rio de Janeiro because I came to save souls. I came to save my soul through expression, reclamando, and maybe some art. RioRose