There is nothing quite as warming as a glass (or two) of a burgundy wine – especially if it is swirled and sipped in front of a blazing fire pit.
Alternatively, finding a burgundy bar stool on which to perch whilst partaking of a burgundy beverage, is also quite palatable.
Now in case I am giving the impression that I have focussed only on ruby rich red wine, I do occasionally capture burgundy-brown buildings.
And I have even been known to forsake my evening tipple, so I can drive out to capture the blood red lunar eclipse. Pleasingly, I had more success this month with the partial lunar eclipse that my first attempt in May which was rather too foggy and frosty. Mind you, attempting to composite a time-lapse of the lunar eclipse had me reaching for a red wine to calm my frustrations.
“I’m like old wine. They don’t bring me out very often, but I’m well preserved.” — Rose Kennedy