Can’t keep my eyes, camera, away from these shades, uniquely constructed natural palates. Even as I type this, I’m distracted. I pulled over, snapping still after still. How lucky we are, not just to be in this industry, but merely to reside in true beauty of this magnitude. Intense florescent blends, unmarred air, a crisp quiet. The vines, seeming exhausted from harvest, welcome my visit. For a while, I just slowly strolled, looking like a lost explorer. Dauntingly intrigued...I drove away, thinking of words to surround these pictures. Not sure if this passage is adequate, at all. But at least my delight, my savor of this season, is documented. Sip, sip...
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