harvest time in the vineyard
this photo was fun to come upon. cresting the hill, i first heard--and then saw--the scene. harvest time in the vineyard. a symphony of clippers resounded in the fall morning air as the workers moved fast down the rows. so fast, in fact, that by the time i was able to reach my camera, all of the workers except this one had disappeared into a sea of leaves, only their white buckets showing through the rows.
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