“Across Sonoma Mountain, wisps of sea fog are stealing. The afternoon sun smolders in the drowsy sky. I have everything to make me glad I am alive.”
– Jack London
European immigrants made their way to California wine country before there were wine-producing vineyards in what is now Napa Valley and Sonoma County. I often think that like me, they felt a sense of being “home” here, not only in the countryside which is so reminiscent of Italy but also in the proximity to the coast and its charming seaside villages. Those familiar with wine production in their homelands surely knew that northern California’s combination of warm days and cool nights had the potential for spectacular wine.