It's beautifully autumnal there right now with the grape leaves turning gold and the sunlight both soft and warm at the same time because, you know, it's California. We saw plenty of other tourists up there who were loud and drunk, by the busful, and you have to feel sorry for the people who live there and have to put up with Girls Gone Wild, Napa every time they go to the grocery store, but then, they also have bucolic splendor so maybe it's a trade off.
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Wine Country
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Sounds like you've been having a great time. I'm happy for you!
ReplyDeleteMan, I love bucolic splendor.
ReplyDeleteT - we've had nothing but laughs and good food. It's great.
ReplyDeleteTOA - I know bucolic splendor too often translates into bad coffee and not much to do, but it really is pretty up there.