The soft chirp of songbirds, a quiet push of an autumn breeze and a tumbling tumbleweed.
A warm November day in Walla Walla, Washington brings unusual quiet. With the wheat harvest complete and the wine grapes picked, the valley seems to be nestling up for winter.
Yet recent rains have opened up the valley's seemingly limitless maze of gravel roads, washing them clean tire-slashing rocks. Unexpected adventures are now the "soup de jour", Some of the roads serve as connections, while others serve as doorways to forgotten views. Either way, it's quiet.