A Sunday of beauty despite the weather being overcast.
A lovely birch tree morphing into a painting.
Sporadic bunches of grapes have been left as an offering to birds and deer. The overcast climes with the inevitable dew drops made this row of vines stunning to see.
The various layers of mist made little islands out of the forest's tree tops.
A bunch of grapes just waiting to be sampled.
An old hunter's lookout and yet a place one wants to be in to survey the forest, deer and birds living in front of it. A flask of hot coffee would be an essential...
The birch trees scattered about the Eisenberg vineyards create such comfort, nostalgia and privacy. A typical cottage on the apex of our local vineyards.
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