vapour trails

Today we spent a magical day at the vineyard.

The sky was the bluest blue, the air positively sweet and sparkling and pruning the vines has begun...yeah!! A huge thrill as the closest I usually get to things concerning wine is releasing the cork or more likely nowadays opening a screw top.

Up in that bluest blue these white lines striped first crisp and sharp then smudging at the edges and I guess eventually disappearing.

One perfect day.