I imagine our vineyards looking like this as the sun sets. A countless array of shadows and light captured within a pink-violet glow.
This is what I see as I look out my window. Not actually imagination.
Capturing the Vineyard as it Wakes up in Late Winter. The buds are just beginning to swell. It’s looking like the vines have liked The Great Floods. You can hear them say, “I have missed you, Sun!”