Two weeks ago we went to Napa and realized what a great event this has been with the rain that we’ve been receiving. The mustard is nearly glowing in-between the rows of dormant grapes. It is a beautiful sight. I failed to post last week because we were on our way to Palm Springs. That is where I went to The Integratron and experienced my first “sound bath.” The sounds were made in these crystal bowls. It was loud and soothing all at the same time.
Quartz Crystal Singing Bowls
From The Integratron I ventured on to Joshua Tree National Park. I was nearly there while out in Landers. I drove through lots of outcroppings of boulders until I reached The Arch. I probably should have tried climbing around a bit but I did not have the shoes for it. I’ve been wanting to go visit the national parks for some time now. You never know just what it is that you will find there. I was hoping for red rocks but saw brown ones instead. These photos pretty much tell the story of the landscape. There are miles and miles of rocks and Yucca plants, aka Joshua Trees. My next national park stop is Yosemite and I know what to expect there. I just have never been there during the time of year when we will go. I can’t wait. I have great expectations.
We ran out to the Suisun Valley last evening to capture a few images of the grapes while they were still on the vine.
A Good Harvest
These grapes were due to be picked very early this morning. I don’t need to tell you that these grapes will make some luscious red wine.
Autumn is Nearing
What I do need to tell you is that the Suisun Valley is an up and coming place to go taste wine. It was just written up in The North Bay Business Journal and there are some, long established, Napa wineries that are moving into this valley.
Calm Before the Harvest
It’s not very far to go for many of us. It doesn’t have the crowds, the expensive tasting fees, or trouble with parking.
It does have friendly people, good wine, and lovely picnic areas. You’d better go try it before the word gets out. I am lucky; it’s virtually in my backyard.
Quiet Little Valley
In a few weeks this valley will be ablaze of yellows, reds, and oranges. The harvest is in and Autumn is here. Drink in all those colors that life has to offer.
That’s not a very original title, now is it, given this is the week of Thanksgiving. I’m going with it because I have so much to be thankful for. I gave the eulogy last Saturday at my mother’s celebration of life. I did not realize the weight that I was carrying around in anticipation of fulfilling my duties in this regard. I feel light as a feather, except for those odds and ends that I still must look after. Light as a feather, as if I could fly. So here is the photo that popped in my mind when I thought about having photos of feathers. It was a lovely day that we spent in Monet’s Gardens and I remember it well.
Bird in Monet’s Garden
The truth is, you don’t need to go to France to be filled with the wonder and the beauty that surrounds us everywhere. I took this shot last Sunday in the Napa Valley. It was an amazing day. It was different than Monet’s Garden but equally as lovely and well-tended.
The Covering of Fall in the Napa Valley
So I am hoping that everyone who reads this blog has the loveliest of Thanksgivings ever. We do have so much to be thankful for.
I skipped writing the blog last week, and with good reason. My mother passed away on Oct. 27. It was her 88th birthday. She passed peacefully, right after I sang “Happy Birthday” to her, per my aunt’s request. There is more to the story, of course, but I have since been struggling with certain images that come to me while I am sleeping. I am not the only person to have these unsettling images, and I now understand that they can be with you for a very long time. The whole premiss of this blog was to help people communicate, and with that thought in mind, I will share with you my video, with the hope that my idea might help others. You’ll have to make a video of your own, or put together a collage of photos that take your mind to a better place, times with happier memories. I put the music that I wrote for my mother, and would play for her, behind the photos. I hope you enjoy the video.
So lets start talking. We are of an age, where many of us share these same hiccups in life. You needn’t hide from them, but embrace them, and talk with others about your feelings. I believe that, when we discover that we are not alone, we no longer feel isolated in those feelings. With all this said and done, and the images I’m trying to shake, I wouldn’t have done it any other way, when it came to my mother. Her last words to me were, “I love you.” Now doesn’t that just say it all? That is the very image I want to remember.