One of the best things from our trip to San Francisco and Napa was the weather and the natural fall colors, even in the big city.
It’s no secret that I love fall and all the feels of fall. The temperatures, the colors, the smells. It’s also no secret that I live in Texas and we have very few of these feels.
“Life is either an adventure…. or nothing at all,” said Helen Keller.
Helen Keller didn’t have the ability to see or hear but she still knew what adventure was. She was a smart girl.
Our adventure started in San Francisco and it was full of all the glory of fall. The trees were beautiful and even though it was a large urban city, it was full of streets and neighborhoods that were tree lined and full of color.
Our view out our hotel was stunning because we saw the bay, the wharf and all that entails. And these trees.
Our window opened wide and when we were in the room, it was open. I would have slept with it open, if it were up to me. You could hear all the street music (this reminded me of Paris and New Orleans). You could even hear the sea lions barking and that was lovely. You could feel the cool air. You could smell the sea.
The neighborhoods were full of touches of fall, both manmade and natural.
The storefronts had pumpkins and Halloween décor.
We walked up (most everything was up!) the hill to Ghirardelli Square where the stores were lovely and the smell of chocolate was even more lovely.
There was a fountain in the center of the square that had been emptied and the water had been replaced with pumpkins–of every size and color. It was a sight for these fall-loving eyes.
In the streets and on the sidewalks, there were beautiful fall colored leaves. That had fallen. (duh!)
I would love a bouquet of fresh fall leaves. They really can be almost as pretty and vibrant as flowers. They probably wouldn’t have the same lovely fragrance though, would they?
“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.”- Albert Camus“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.”- Albert Camus Click To Tweet
Napa was also full of these colors, and the cooler fall temps. In the perfect rows of grapevines, in the rolling hills that seems to be like a fall patchwork quilt. And of course in the trees. All the sights mixed with drizzling rain and cool temperatures, I knew I was no longer in Texas.
Our view out our patio in Napa was another lovely sight. Grapevines, that were changing colors, and a statue of a grape stomper.
One day, Danni and I were sitting on the patio and I saw something moving. I wish we had binoculars but we did have my camera with a zoom.
A sweet little jack rabbit. His big ears were swishing when I first saw him. In our family, we love bunnies and see them as a sign of peace.
This was a very peaceful place.
The wineries that we visited were all full of natural vegetation that was feeling the autumn temperatures. I couldn’t stop taking pictures of all the fall beauty.
It was everywhere. Even growing up the ancient walls of the wineries.
“How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days.”- John Burroughs
Yes, the weather definitely played a part of our experience in California. It was almost another character to the story. When we stepped off the plane in Dallas, it all came back, hitting us in the face-like a bad pie. It was like walking back in time into August all over again.
Thanks for welcoming us home, Texas. I love you, but I am not sure why I live here in you.
Love and blessings~dd
This is not the first time I have written about fall leaves. To read more of my love for these beautiful shapely gifts from God, read here.