“Just when you think you know a place, and I know the Barossa Valley pretty well, it’s incredible how with just a few more turns and over a hill, suddenly a new scene can open up and take your breath away. The jaded and familiar suddenly becomes a foreign land of unexpected beauty.
Technically this is the Eden Valley - the Barossa is at my back- and in this flood of morning golden sun the vineyards might have been the fabled Garden of Eden itself.
It was summer, the grapes about to be picked.
The grass trees waved and rustled in the breeze.
And a flock of white cockatoos lazily flapped overhead.
I hope I never stop being surprised like this.
Giclee print on rag paper, 12cm x 12cm
$200.00 framed, edition of 5