It was like any other typical morning. First, an early morning walk through the vineyards with our Golden Retriever, Truman. Then a cup of coffee, a few minutes of news on the tube, and a quick shower before heading out the door for my ridiculously short 8 mile drive to the winery. NPR on the radio and still a bit bleary eyed, I was traveling down Dry Creek Road when I was literally forced to pull over. The beauty and majesty was breathtaking.
It was relatively early and the morning fog clung to the valley floor like a hand reaching down from the heavens. A flock of birds circled over the evergreen vineyards, the sunlight dancing across the top of the vines. The sky above was the most amazing shade of blue and the air was cool and crisp. From the side of the road, I took a few deep inhales of the pollutant free air and I thought to myself, I live in the most beautiful place on earth! |
It's funny how one can go through life's motions, practically oblivious to the surroundings. Then, in an instant, you are awestruck by God's creation and Mother Nature's brilliance. Those of us that live and work in the Dry Creek Valley, I'm sure, have had similar experiences. On this morning, I was reminded of how very fortunate I am to call the Dry Creek Valley, one of the most beautiful places on earth, my home. |