It's rare that in a single day you feel the changing of the seasons as dramatically as we did yesterday. Last weekend was warm and sunny; it hit the mid-80's out here both Saturday and Sunday. Even after the rain from a week ago, the overall feel was still of high autumn, even if the hillsides, if you looked closely, were softened and enriched by a new fuzz of green.
Enter yesterday morning. When I arrived at work, it was clear and sunny, if breezy and cool. But by mid-morning, we had a fog bank cresting the Santa Lucia Mountains to our west:
A few minutes later, the fog started rolling across the sky in wisps and eddies, producing a flickering landscape alternating between bright and gloom. A few photos, first looking down south over the vineyard:
and looking between two rows of Syrah:
By late morning we'd settled into a (really quite beautiful) semi-overcast condition, with bright skies but only occasional blue. It brought out the fall colors in the vineyard quite remarkably. Two views, both of which I recommend you click on to enlarge:
Finally, a picture that I posted on Facebook yesterday, but which I like so much I'm going to use it to finish this blog, showing the green shoots of cover crop, which thanks to the rain now snake between each row, ready to hold the soil in place when our serious precipitation arrives. Already the soil is darker and feels richer than it did just two weeks ago:
Today, the sun has yet to peek through. There is humidity in the air. We're forecast to get some sprinkles this week, with two wetter storms to follow in the next 10 days or so. We're so ready.