This Winery is a small leap from my house, right around a bend in the Oak tree lined road. It looks like any day at any Winery, doesn’t it?
But, maybe not.
It’s an Italian Winery, and the man and wife who own it, both in their 80’s, make fresh pizza for us in their out door brick oven.
When we come here we eat crisp pizza dripping with cheese and drink bottles of wine. Italian men play instruments on the patio and sing Italian opera for us while we overlook the grape vineyards and the great rock and grass strewn valley below.
Today, I’m here with my daughter, her husband and my 6 year old grandson and 10 year old granddaughter.
I’ve been here, before but my god, something has changed.
Look at the photo, again. Do you see anything unusual about it? No? Well. Let me show you a few things.