Winter changes the whole valley. The once green patchwork
landscape of orchards and vineyards becomes monochromatic and everything looks
bare and cold. The mist comes into the valley like a blanket covering
everything until about 12:00 nearly every day.
At leisure, we tend to stay out of the garden until it has
dried out a bit after lunch.Winter is a time for renewal when all the old and dead wood
gets pruned and the orchards and vineyards are left with a clean start for
spring.
I love the different seasons in the valley. Spring is a
fresh green, summer is a dark green, and autumn is in browns, reds and oranges
with winter predominantly black and brown.
Driving through the valley in the early morning, anybody
would forgive you for thinking that hobbits and magical creatures could appear
at any moment out of the magical landscape created by the mist.
Winter Mist Haiku
Silent
winter mist
punctuated
with a
guinea fowl call.
What a contrast when compared with the hectic activity in the vineyards at harvest time as captured in your post, 'Cellarbrating the Grape' back in February.
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