That I was clutching my garden’s last tomatoes should have given me a clue to the time of year. But then, I walked past some wild grape vines on the way back to my house, and the beckoning aroma of ...

These grapes are growing behind my house. Are they edible? They’re about the size of a pea. This is a wild grape vine, probably fox grapes. The fruit are edible when ripe, though extremely tart for ...

TRAVERSE CITY — The wild grape vine's prolific creep seemingly grows anywhere and on everything, its path cloaked in a smothering blanket of curlicues and papery green leaves. It twists up trees, ...

Have you ever noticed in many area parks, some wooded areas - and even some trees in not so wooded areas - are covered with grape vines? Have you ever noticed in many area parks, some wooded areas – ...

For Washingtonian magazine food writer Todd Kliman, the mystery started one night when he saw “something wild, something alive” in the glass of red wine he was drinking. His interest, and palate, ...

Vines, vines, everywhere vines. They seem to be flourishing, occupying every niche possible, growing on trees and fences or trailing along telephone wires. Are they part of nature’s bounty or a ...

If I planted grapevines now how long would it take for me to get a crop large enough for jellies? Is there a specific grape I should choose? I have some wild grapes growing on the property, can these ...

This week, Central New York gardening writer Carol T. Bradford responds to two reader questions. Dear Carol: I have some wild grape vines growing, but only one of them has fruit. There are others ...

A large, old grape vine possibly growing here before the Lost Colony disappeared is on the mend after getting an accidental dose of a powerful herbicide. But as experts continue to nurse the Mother ...

In this engaging history, food and wine writer Kliman focuses on the Norton, an American grape hybrid, its namesake early 19th-century creator, and its current-day advocate. Going back to the early ...

That I was clutching my garden’s last tomatoes should have given me a clue to the time of year. But then, I walked past some wild grape vines on the way back to my house, and the beckoning aroma of ...