Written last night:
Dear Friends,
This afternoon Zing and I drove to St. Helena in Sonoma County. I want to know the land around me.
First there’s Napa County, then Sonoma County.
The towns along the way are Napa, Yountville, St. Helena. Beyond is Calistoga. You see signs for cork companies, barrel companies, transport services.
On the way, the hills are rounded, the dry grass is yellow, and the fields are mostly grapes. In some, farm workers in big hats seem to be picking the fruit, or tending it in some way.
St. Helena is a busy little tourist town, full of shops and restaurants and, of course, tasting rooms. Right away I noticed that no one smiled — most people you pass on the sidewalk in Sacramento smile. It seems there is no instantly-obvious sense of community, which might be the definition of a tourist town.
As we walked I heard a man say to a woman, “Then we’re going to go to that cuisine place, right?” He might have meant the Dean and DeLuca shop on the way out of town. On the way home I stopped there for cheese.
The high school cheer sign says, “Go Saints!” (As a Catholic, I love it. Who is the patron saint of wine?)
I didn’t immediately like the place — which means I’ve got to go back again. Maybe take the wine train!
Love,
k
We took a walk in this little park in the center of town
This charming house is for sale
Real estate prices are high