Lately I’ve been walking through vineyards, several in Dry Creek. Frequently. And why… the peace, the natural grip and atmospheric embrace of the rows and the surrounding hills. How the soil sounds when I set sole to it; how the winds feels after passing through a set of branches, leaves… The vineyards are entirely part of my meditation routine. But I need more time around the vines, more walks between the rows, looking at the leaves and just submitting to the view, distances, stretches of wide and vast blocks.
Till my next saunter…..