Every year around this time, I start to get bored of the summer and wish for the return of autumn. My favorite season. Longing for the slightly cooler days and crisp evenings, the crunching of leaves beneath my feet, the calming brown and orange hues produced by nature, and of course, the leather jacket and boots that I can finally take out of my closet again. The tranquility of the summer is still there, but there’s a hint of something more, something hurried.
I’m not sure when I first realized my love for autumn. There was a time when I would have said that summer was my favorite season, but I don’t think that was ever really true. There are great things about the summer, but all of those things carry through into autumn.
Interestingly, I’m not in such a hurry to see summer go this year. Maybe I’ll revert to my old way of thinking after the temperature spikes this weekend, but I think it’s more a state-of-mind than anything else. This has been a summer of beginning new friendships and ending old ones, of exciting possibilities and a few disappointments, but most importantly, it has been a summer of growing and learning new facets about myself. And I wouldn’t change any of that.
As the summer draws to a close, it reminds me to take life’s paths a bit more slowly, to not be in such a rush. That the choices we make constantly have the ability to bring us somewhere we’ve never been, with people we never knew that we’d meet.
While the days are still hot, take that opportunity to visit the beach again. Take a walk on the sand. Dip your toes in the surf. Plunge into the ocean. Live life in the present, because nothing in this world is a guarantee except this moment, right now.
Recently, on a perfect fall day, I decided to drive out to the North Fork and visit some of the local wineries. I say some, because there are sooo many of them, I really don’t think it’s possible to visit all of them in one day – I mean, I guess you could try, but one, you would end up so drunk that you wouldn’t remember a lot of it, and two, if I was going to do that, I’d rather just do a bar-crawl.
So, with a list of wineries in hand, and pages of directions from google that didn’t always help me after all (when did google start making their directions confusing?), I headed out east for a day of fun and adventure, with not a care in the world.
My first stop was all the way in Greenport. It is the most eastern winery on the North Fork, but it also is known for its view…and can I just say that the view was absolutely worth it even though I did not walk out of there with a bottle of wine. You could take a glass (bottle) and walk out across an expanse of lawn where you were greeted with Adirondack chairs, picnic tables/benches, and a gorgeous view of the Long Island Sound. Having grown up on Long Island, and being acquainted with some parts of the Sound’s beaches, I was amazed by the beauty of it. Kontokosta Winery is a must.
Another winery that I really liked – although again, their wine wasn’t the best (I know, I’m a wine snob) – was Duck Walk Vineyards North. What I especially liked about this place was that they had live entertainment and a lively attitude. Also, you were able to walk through the vineyards with your beverage of choice. I put my wine glass down on the grass and frolicked.
There were a few other vineyards that I visited that day, where I did end up taking home a bottle from, but the two I mentioned above were definitely the most fun ones. All in all, it was a fun day, and I wouldn’t hesitate to go back and do it again.