Don’t know how it happened, but the autumnal equinox just never got our attention this year until we woke up to the first steady but gentle rain of the season this morning.
An almost life-affirming shower, the therapeutic rhythm of a breeze running a gauntlet of nearby poplars, and the faintest staccato of complaints of a young blue jay family across the cul du sac…you just had to be there.
It’s hard to tell from yesterday’s shots of our extensive pinot noir crop, but it’s definitely fall. And no complaints here.
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