WHAT CAN ONE say about the Central Coast of California other than it is perhaps one of the most beautiful places on Earth? Without much of an imagination whatsoever, one can simply breathe in the natural majestic landscape and picture what California looked like in the time of Junipero Serra. Endless summer indeed.
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When we left New York two weeks ago it was decidedly still summer time (though a very few trees had started to change).
During our two-week trek (which today takes us from California wine country to the Central Coast of California, specifically to the village of Cambria, which is right around the corner from Hearst Castle) it was clear we were on the shoulders of the seasons, some states/regions it was still summer, hot and sunny, other places it was very much autumn, crisp and damp. And while it was unseasonably warm the day we arrived, it is clearly harvest time in Sonoma and Napa — perhaps one of my favorite places in the world. Wine crush is starting; you can smell it in the air, early this year.
This morning, after the clinging fog retreated from the hillsides and the sun started to come out I sauntered down the hill from our cousin’s home to my Aunt and Uncle’s fruit, vegetable, flower and herb garden, which is perhaps one of the most peaceful and serene places I have ever known. It’s kind of magical really, especially this time of year with flowers and fruit everywhere.
It was literally a picture perfect day at Mount Rushmore National Memorial today. The four presidents (Washington, Jefferson, Lincoln and Roosevelt) are carved into the granite of the Black Hills near Keystone, South Dakota. The second shot is the classic postcard pic, but the first is more me. Continue reading