Napa Valley is not all about extremely pricey (and GOOD) wine and bubbly, and older rich people hopping from winery to winery, drunk by 2 p.m. Although when I went there with my family and some friends last year we did start drinking at 10:30 a.m., did spend too much money and did fall into bed nearly wasted by 6 p.m., we also… ate cheese. And I also did find some time in between bottles and rides to the next sweet “fuel” station to do some photography. I tried to capture things that weren’t so obvious, or at least in an interesting way in terms of angle and lighting effects (although yeah… I couldn’t help but photograph the very famous bottle that won that contest in France that put California on the map for wine… you know, the one from the movie Bottle Shock). So after spending most of the day outside in the sun on this indescribably lovely “Frühling ist hier” Sunday in Leipzig, I decided to virtually travel back to another quite lovely time, an earlier escape into the land of sun, rolling hills, endless fields and spiked nectar… and to share it with you here. Forgive me for the lack of captions, but I don’t know or remember exactly where I took all of the pictures, so I decided to just leave them as is.
All photos (c) A. Ribeiro (CLICK TO ENLARGE)
