Joseph is a fruitful vine,
a fruitful vine beside a spring;
its branches climb over the wall.

On the vine were three branches. As soon as it budded, its blossoms came out and its clusters ripened into grapes.

Jacob then took branches of fresh poplar, almond, and plane wood, and peeled the bark, exposing white stripes on the branches.

Whenever the stronger of the flock were breeding, Jacob placed the branches in the troughs, in full view of the flocks, and they would breed in front of the branches.

He ties his donkey to a vine,
and the colt of his donkey to the choice vine.
He washes his clothes in wine
and his robes in the blood of grapes.

He set the peeled branches in the troughs in front of the sheep—in the water channels where the sheep came to drink. And the sheep bred when they came to drink.

The flocks bred in front of the branches and bore streaked, speckled, and spotted young.

As for the weaklings of the flocks, he did not put out the branches. So it turned out that the weak sheep belonged to Laban and the stronger ones to Jacob.

“This is its interpretation,” Joseph said to him. “The three branches are three days.