Sometimes An Image Is Better.

The last few days of June.

Wine country par excellence...these slopes produce very reputable drops of heavenly nectar and coincidentally protect the little hamlet of Eisnberg Weinberg.

Taken this morning before most were astir. Stunning to see the moisture evaporate into an almost celestial tapestry of mist. The big tree is really that big and has many a story to tell. Amazing to think that it has stood there for decades, providing shade for picnics, cover from rain and a nice spot for lunches eaten.

Two days ago, Sunday, I happened upon a simple bush of roses which upon further reflection turned into a spectacular collection of vibrantly red roses. Too beautiful.

To me this pattern of fields and acres are incredibly calming. To walk with this view ahead helps to sort errant thoughts, feelings and ideas. The only companions were buck, a rabbit and bundles of bees.

A line of trees, a blue sky and endless fields of golden wheat transform into an awesome image to behold.

This newly renovated Kellerstock always reminds me of a gingerbread house from fairy tale fame. The only pity with this one is that it is mere meters away from the main road. Too much noise, yet stunning nonetheless.

Biggi