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<\/p>\nWe moved on to our third and final winery. The sun was starting to go down. It was the time of day known in the movie business as “the magic hour” – the fleeting hour when the lowering light glows against the earth, when the rays are long, the shadows longer, and when everything, indeed, takes on a certain magic. The air was cool, crisp … the leaves burning in the light of the sunset. We were sloshily tipsy … not trashed … just that soft mushy wine-drunk. It was perfect. One more glass and all of us might have been in deep trouble. As it was … it was just perfection.<\/p>\n
As a group, we bought a couple of bottles of wine.<\/p>\n
Then we headed back out to the car … we thought we would be heading back into town straightaway, not realizing that the fields across the road would literally CALL to us to come to play.<\/p>\n
I adore the photo below – not sure why – it’s rather random, but something about it is so suggestive.<\/p>\n
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\nFirst of all, you can just see the magic of the magic hour light … not as much as you can in the later photos when we really hit the perfect moment … but it’s begun. You can see how the shadows are cool and nighttime-ish where we are, but if you look over to the left, you can see how the sun is GLOWING on the field across the street.<\/p>\n
I also love how Pat, Laurie and Michael are walking – they’re all tilting different ways. The photo FEELS like they’re wine-drunk. Like they’re all just reeling drunkenly towards the car. But in such a friendly way. Not WASTED. No. We were not wasted. We were punch-drunk. We were tilt-a-whirls. That photo shows our meandering perambulatory …<\/p>\n
The winery walk.<\/p>\n
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