I just had to post the remarkable weather we had over this past weekend. All kinds of records were broken, and it was 81 degrees in Napa on Sunday. A staggering, hypnotically beautiful day indeed. Normally February is the wettest and grayest month but not this year. Everywhere I look there is something getting green or colorful -- the hillsides, the fields of mustard, the forsythia, the flowering quince, and narcissus popping up everywhere. So on Sunday, I headed out with the camera determined to record a little slice of this heaven I am so grateful to call home.
Especially with friends who are toughing out the cold of Wisconsin (hi Edna and Gary), I am doubly thankful for the fate that brought me here, first to San Jose, then to Guerneville, on to Santa Rosa, Rohnert Park, and finally Napa. Growing up, I dreamed about a life like this, and I still can't believe my luck in ending up here.
On my Sunday drive (everyone else on earth was watching the Super Bowl), I headed up Coombsville Road until it turned into Wild Horse Valley Road and snapped the views on the flatter side, and then across the valley as I climbed higher.
As I turned onto Shady Oak Lane, I encountered a flock of wild turkeys -- maybe 15 or so -- casually ambling across the road . They took me by surprise and I tried hard to get a picture, but they were so illusive, and my picture came out kinda fuzzy. But this is just one example of the amazing kinds of things that happen around here pretty much all the time.
So this was a day filled with smiles, peace, gratitude, warmth, joy and turkeys. How could I ever want more?
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