I love this image. Jeff and I were walking through a vineyard during a family vacation in Napa and my mom snapped us unawares.
I’ve posted here before about the difficulty I have relaxing when my folks are around, but the wine country vacation was smooth as can be, as was the local Chardonnay (and I usually *hate* Chardonnay).
We stayed in a hillside cottage just through the woods from the winery in this picture, grilled dinners on the deck at night and just chilled.
There also was an epic wine-tasting trek to local vineyards in which my family rented a limo driven by a dude who reminded me of Steve Zahn’s character in “Happy, Texas.” Don’t hold me to it, though. My memory of that day is a little hazy.
After thinking about it for ages, I finally got this picture framed. I think I’ll hang it in the bedroom, so I can have my moment of zen (or moment of zinfandel, as the case may be) every night before bedtime.