Riches to Riches in the land of plenty: Sonoma here I come.

Bishop Pines and horizon line on Bodega Bay.

The sun burns through in Tomales.

Depth of Field in Valley Ford.

As was the case last week these images were made in California fog, specifically along the Sonoma Coast. They lean toward abstraction and the shapes within seek interpretation. They’re details rather than landscapes.

The soul of Sonoma is agriculture so wherever you look is a tilled field, a farm, a dairy or a vineyard. Gifts from the soil and the cheese, bread and wine from nature’s abundance are what makes Sonoma my very favorite place.  Then there's the seafood. Don't get me started on freshly shucked oysters at the Marshall Store on Tomales Bay, cheeses at the Cowgirl Creamery in Point Reyes Station, and the best pastries ever at the Route One Bakery in Tomales. My list of tastes to be rediscovered is long but I have a big appetite. There's wine to be quaffed in Sonoma I'm told.

Happily, I will soon be savoring Sonoma and West Marin after a absence of five years. What was an annual pilgrimage before Covid will begin again. I am giddy with with giddiness.