“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. I often think that 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. And then there was the potential for wine. Those familiar with wine production in their homelands surely knew that northern California’s Mediterranean climate had the potential for spectacular vino, vin, and wein.
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