Sunday Evening

It is Sunday evening at the end of September. Winter is not anywhere near, which is unusual but welcome. We have not had frost yet, but the evenings are getting cooler. I went for a walk today in search of wild roses. I have been photographing Alberta Wild Roses each month to document their changes. I noticed today that although there has been no frost, the rose haws have started to turn a transparent red and have begun wrinkling up like their grape/raisin kin. They must be kin or they wouldn't have this similarity. I wonder if anyone has tried to make Rose Haw wine? It would have a pungent autumn taste I think and a lovely burgundy rose colour. I'll have to see what I can find for recipes on the net...