Never again will I take any of it for granted; The lush greens, bright yellows, deep reds, and oranges; The clear air; Water running in the creeks; Sonoma is showing off. We are still here.
We woke up to the sweet sound of rain this morning, clearing the air, tamping down the fires, and lifting everyone's spirits. As my neighbor reminded me, "it's amazing what we take for granted." Clean air tops the list.