It’s been far too long since my last blog post, friends! The summer season whirled right on by with its many adventures & good times, and suddenly fall was here. I adore this time of year, especially living in New England, but I can’t help but think that summer lasted all of a handful of days. That seems to be the trend, season after season and year after year, doesn’t it though?
Because I’ve all but stopped blogging this summer, I have plenty of photos to share in the coming weeks, but I wanted to get back in the blogging groove with just one image – a photo I took last week along the Sonoma coast. This moment in time was arguably one of the happiest moments of my entire life, and I’m fairly certain it ranks up there for Michael as well. We’d just driven an hour through wine country, watching the sunrise over the vineyards, already feeling very grateful our trip to the West Coast. When we parked and made our way down the hill toward the water, this is what we saw. Throughout our morning walk both of us were nearly moved to tears by this beautiful, serene setting. Long stretches of time passed in silence because we were simply in awe of our surroundings. Besides a handful of prancing deer – another indescribable beauty itself- we had the entire trail to ourselves that morning.
We’ve been so fortunate to travel many places together in the past few years, but this trip certainly raised the bar. Some of that can be attributed to the good wine we tasted, the memorable meals we shared, or maybe it was the fact that we didn’t have to run off and shoot a wedding the next day – we were in total vacation mode. But I do believe a lot of what made this trip stand out for us was our time here – amongst the deer, the bright rising sun, the golden grass, and a breathtaking coastline. An image and a moment I never hope to forget.