Seeking refuge from the humidity and heat, I spent an afternoon revisiting the garden at Hermes Winery…a Midwestern staple, a place to think, drink, and relax. Cool shade under a grape-vine cloaked pavilion. A glass of Chardonnay. Fallen wild blackberries resting on top a rustic, wooden flatbed…little, inspiring traces of summertime. A scenic vineyard just steps away. Tranquility.

Warm, crusty LaBrea bread. Balsamic + oil, sea-salt. Lunch. Why not.

I first experienced Hermes during early April, just before the official move to New York. The vineyard, once bare in harvest stage, is now thriving. Their garden is in full bloom, burnt-orange day lilies among others blowing lightly in the warm breeze.

Please read the back history of this amazing winery. A former East-coaster with Midwestern roots and a dream to plant a vineyard someday. A dream that brought him back to a small city on the lake. I arrived in New York City with a dream…ironically leading me back to my roots as well. The first visit to Hermes was to say goodbye. A second visit to say, “hello we meet again”. Fitting…this marked the very day I received an opportunity worth returning for. My dream. Now a reality.

~T

*Note: These photo are property of blog author, Trasi of Midwest Couture. In no way are they to be duplicated or used without my permission, thank you.

1. Alexsa Says:
   July 7th, 2010 at 3:22 pm

   I love these pictures! You do such beautiful work!

2. trasiK Says:
   July 7th, 2010 at 5:20 pm

   Thank you very much for the kind words!

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