Autumn

Yesterday we went for a walk down the slopes of the valley through the woods to the little hamlet of Loppia.

It is hard to stop taking pictures of the trees, which have been glorious since around Golspie!

The species have changed a bit though - here the vines, though small in stature, boast the most psychedelic colours.  Our valley is not a commercial wine producing area, but many people have a small vineyard, and make their own redwine.  It's called locally "striscino", and I think it would be fair to say - it is probably not one of the great wines ...

Vines having a last fling after giving their all to the grapes  ... 

An ash tree turns golden