Wooden posts in the vineyard.
We've been sleeping with the windows open; the loft gets warm in this weather. Night brings familiar sounds of owls and croaking toads mixed with the low hum of cars on the distant autoroute and the occasional train speeding through the valley. When I get up during the night, the sky is crystal clear and the stars are brilliant. If, indeed, July (and August) are like this, we will be lucky.
Enjoy!
ReplyDeleteThis is the right time in the right place for you.
ReplyDeleteSo glad winter has at last left you. Wishing you a little bit of spring!
ReplyDeleteI like seeing the staked vines. They remind me of the many stakes my dad used in our big garden. He staked his lima and green beans, plus a few of his more than 100 tomato plants. A good number of the tomatoes were grown against a long fence we had.
ReplyDeleteOur weather this week is rain every day- I think you can imagine that lol!
definitely spring
ReplyDeleteOh, for a crystal-clear night sky. And silence.
ReplyDeleteLovely picture of the vineyard stakes, but I'm still laughing over "How green was my hamlet."