Late afternoons mid-September here in Southern Sonoma County are almost unbearably beautiful. It's not quite fall looking, almost, on-the-cusp, yet the strength of an Indian Summer sun is not so oppressing as mid-Summer, perfect for strolling the hillsides and taking in the views of golden hills and blue skies.
Each time I pay a visit to the hillside vines in my backyard I'm amazed at the depth of color and intensity of flavor bursting forth towards what will probably be a late October harvest this year.
Home crafted yellow jacket traps are in place and nets will have to go up to protect the juicy fruit from pests and birds, this weekend.
Kite, the 15 1/2-year-old Corgi followed me up the hill but has trouble getting back down these days and I photographed him in his role as vine patrol trooper, making his way downhill, avoiding those stone steps.