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Warm summer wine,
Cool breeze on the open veranda,
Dried fruits, and olives,
Morris Albert's "Feelings" sung by a UK group,
Dancing with a companion in the summer moonlight.
Life has been wonderful.
Magnético mais lindo que eu já vi gente... Amaaay!
Valeu todo o trabalho pra limpar as manchas nos "arredores" kkk
I was washing my hands at my sink when I caught sight of the tiny world trapped in the bottom of a wine glass and knew I had to photograph it.
We have a few wineries in our area and this image is from The Roost Winery. We went for a hike on the Bruce Trail last Sunday in the Kolapore Region. Then we did a wine tasting paired with a cheese platter after the hike. It's nice that the weather is still lovely for sitting out on the patio overlooking the vineyards. Hubby's favourite was the one on the left called Two Wrongs Make a White and I preferred the Barn Red which is third from the left. Cheers!
Wine barrels taken at Bests Wines which is in Great Western, Victoria Australia.
I wanted to process the shot to mimic the look of an old Dutch masters oil painting
Dandelion Wine is a 1957 novel by Ray Bradbury, taking place in the summer of 1928 in the fictional town of Green Town, Illinois, based upon Bradbury's childhood home of Waukegan, Illinois.
The title refers to a wine made with dandelion petals and other ingredients, commonly citrus fruit. In the story, dandelion wine, as made by the protagonist's grandfather, serves as a metaphor for packing all of the joys of summer into a single bottle.
Dandelion Wine also is the name of a song by Blackmore's Night.
Where has the time gone...it seems to fly so fast
One moment you're having fun, the next its come to pass
Days turn into yesteryear, old friends find their own way
Until the moment you leave...I wish that you would stay...
So here's to you, all our friends, surely we will meet again
Don't stay away too long this time
We'll raise a glass, maybe two
And we'll be thinkng of you
Until our paths cross again...maybe next time...
Let's laugh at the memories, and talk all afternoon
Let's remember the moments that leave us all too soon
We'll smile at the pictures still lingering in our minds
When you're reminiscing, then all you need is time...
Tracing faded photographs, a scrapbooks lonely charm
Pressed flowers and dreams we had, our fingerprint on time
The 1st moment we ever met, when your eyes met mine...
I remember the summers of Dandelion Wine...