It may be the first Sunday of Advent but I am not quite ready to let go of autumn. Lines. Rows and rows of growing wine – Riesling, Grauburgunder, Gewürztraminer, Merlot, Shiraz … I love them all. PS: Today’s Oxford Dicitionary’s Word of the Day is bibulous, aka: excessively fond of alcoholic beverages 😉
For One Word Sunday: lines. More lineage can be found here.
For Festival of Leaves #8. More autumn leaves can be found here.
An outing to Rüdesheim, where the
Rhine flows through the valley and
on both sides steep vineyards rise
up – and one ends the day
with a good meal together with
friends and a glass of wine.
Or two. Or three. Or more.
For Six Word Saturday. More six word musings can be found here.
I’ve always found the rows of vines in a vineyard with a vanishing point in the distance make good photos. We went on a wine walk yesterday – basically a stroll through the vineyards of one village with tents put up at intervals where one can sample the local wine and different kinds of food. The weather wasn’t great but it least it didn’t rain and the cold was the right incentive to try out the more than 20 red wines on offer (not to mention the whites and rosés). Not that the thousands of people needed much of an incentive!
More links to photos with lines in them can be found on One Word Sunday.
The ripe grapes, soon to be made into wine, embody autumn for me. The first sweet grape must is being sold in open bottles (since the bottles would explode if they were firmely corked), soon to turn cloudy when fermentation sets in. I love it at all the different stages before it is left to mature under the watchful eye of vintners. The German term for harvesting grapes is actually “herbsten” which is related to “Herbst”, meaning autumn or fall.
The title is taken from one of the most famous poems about autumn in German, by Rainer Maria Rilke:
Befiel den letzten Früchten voll zu sein;
gib ihnen noch zwei südlichere Tage,
dränge sie zur Vollendung hin und jage
die letzte Süße in den schweren Wein.
Command the last fruits to be ripe;
Grant them another two more southern days,
Press them to ripeness, and with power
Drive final sweetness to the heavy grape.
for the A Photo a Week Challenge: Signs of fall
Paula’s Thursday Special asked for portrait and landscape photos of the same motive. As I didn’t just want to crop old photos I took my camera for a walk, first in the vineyards around here and then in the local park Hermannshof, famed for its horticultural displays.
https://bopaula.wordpress.com/2017/06/08/thursdays-special-portrait-vs-landscape/
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