Last of the Summer Wine
Subtle, yet full. Like a graceful dancer at an all-you-can-eat buffet.
Let's do this. One last spree before sunset. A final frolic in the heat and haze. The next time we meet like this, the breezes will be cooler, the leaves will be redder, and the harvest will be almost ripe. It's the last Wine-Off of the summer. And we don't intend to waste it.