There is a time in the Okanagan Valley where the calendar says it is Fall but we’ve had our first taste of winter. Some leaves remain on the trees but many more join new skiffs of snow on the ground. We are in some kind of stillness between the seasons.
This is that time.
Osprey nest on the eastern Black Sage bench…like an up side down exclamation point on the landscape.
Green replaced by browns and whites on the western Golden Mile Bench.
Snow only on the north side of peach trees. Is there any wonder why I love tree pictures so much?
Seems like every year I take a picture down the rows of this orchard near the Black Sage Bench. Contrasting colours and dancing light.
Grays, whites and tans accented by a roaming horse on the upper plateau above Oliver.
I almost felt the need to apologize for the intrusion. Quiet, crisp and the sweet smell of sage in the air.
Tuc el Nuit Lake with McIntyre Bluff in the distance. Reflection has the colours of Fall but the stillness says Winter.
Landscape or portrait–it’s still beautiful.
All harvest this driveway had a “No Help” sign on its bins. At some point it was changed to “Help”. Now, does that mean they needed pickers or that they were having a challenging harvest?
I love the lines that farmers make. And with the light fading when I took this it made the picture seem even more cold–but it was quite warm.
Like soldiers. Accented by the dozen or so leaves that remain.
Kerner grapes from Block 1 waiting for the time to be winter, not just nearly winter. Icewine is their destiny.