I guess you could say this story began nearly a year ago. Our trek to Colorado started in the early morning hours, before the sun rose. By the time we arrived in Llano, the first light was beginning to show. The countryside was awakening as we rounded a turn and I remembered why I love mornings. One field in particular caught my eye. It was a small vineyard with a vintage tractor, a great photo-op, so we pulled over so I could take a few photos.
There was something magical about the place. A two-story sandstone home in the background, a windmill towering over the grapes, green and plumping. I allowed myself a moment to take it in. I wondered about life there, a life I’ve often yearned for. The daydream was interrupted by a quick wave to the gentleman in the field and we were off.
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