Lazy Days of Autumn

Scorching summer days are now behind us, Ahead, in the distance, days of snowy solitude approach. But today … it’s time to harvest.

The Pacific Northwest harvest includes plump luscious grapes. Within a few miles of towering mountains, endless forests, expanses of prairies, dry desert, ocean and lakes, lie microclimates suited for wine. The vineyard pictured above is only a short two hours from our evening site, below, on the forested lake.

Autumn is harvest time. John Keats penned “To Autumn” …

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;

Long summer days have morphed to lengthening evenings …

… and lazy sunrises!

May you enjoy the harvest this autumn!

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