Friday, November 16, 2012

Under the grape vines ...

We had so much under these now bare grape vines. Late night drinks with friends, a magical night with all the candles lit. Family barbecues, shucking peas and beans and  lovely cool shade from the burning sun. 
Til next year!

1 comment:

Powell River Books said...

It is even attractive in the cold months, but I bet it is spectacular in summer with bunches of grapes just begging to be picked. Wayne got to come home this week, but I am still caring for Mom in Bellingham. Don't know when my next trip home will be, but I dream of sitting under my cabin porch and watching the weather go by. - Margy