I love the beginning of September. There are hints of autumn but the weather is warm, and I associate it with new beginnings. Not that I am starting anything new - unless once counts opening a bottle of rhubarb wine, which is hardly an extraordinary experience. But WYSO has started after the summer break and we celebrated afterwards with this bottle (during which I mostly made sandwiches). This term we are playing Beethoven 8 and Mozart 40 - both substantial pieces if a little dull for second bassoon.
The wine was as fizzy, dry and slightly pink as ever.