The smell
from the wine-making
lies a memory
on the crisp July air.
Straight rows
of leafless vines
march parallel
over the hill.
A heap of
pomace
awaits its future
as compost.
Oak aging barrels
lie racked
end to end
row on row.
Pallets
of bottles
neatly stacked
await delivery.
Vintage
on vintage
full of promise
waiting in line.
This was written, some months after a winter visit to the Adelaide Hills wine-making area with a Campbelltown University of the Third Age (U3A) Photo-shoot.
