This Man Was Tired of Rude Tourists Trespassing—So He Decided To Get Creative

He didn’t feel proud. Not exactly. But he did feel… effective. And strangely, the vineyard seemed to perk up. It might’ve been the timing. Or the weather. Or maybe that filthy fertilizer still had life left in it. But by the third week, Robert spotted new growth on the eastern rows. Vines that had wilted now clung tighter to the stakes.

The grapes looked firmer. “I’ll be damned,” he muttered, brushing a leaf between his fingers. “This is actually working.” For the first time in months, he let himself believe the vineyard might survive the season. Then came the influencer.