luni, 12 octombrie 2015
EN: About two weeks ago the first crocus flowers bloomed in the orchard. I was happy to smell their elegant perfume and enjoyed the light purple shades in the grass, but in the same time I felt a little sadness, knowing that they are the first autumn signs. But the summer went on for a few weeks more, the crocus filled the hills and we had plenty of sunny days that seemed endless...
EN: Well, they were not endless! Yesterday morning we woke up showered in big snow flakes and the snow goes on, without any signs of stopping. The branches of the trees are hanging heavy under the snow which froze on the leaves and the remaining fruits, so we had to take it of, so they won't brake. Outside it smells like December, with cold air and smoke coming out the chimneys.
EN: Once we got outside, the grapes from the small vineyard called us (we left them to ripe, without knowing how the weather will evolve). We tasted them and realised that the frost made them sweet and enhanced their perfume, so we picked them up.
EN: Me, thinking about the white wine will prepare:)