It's Like A Fine Wine...

Years ago my father and mother went to Napa Valley to get away from all the hustle and bustle of every day life of running our family owned auto repair business. I remembered how happy my father was, when he come home and recounted his trip. I've never seen my father awe struck, I never heard his wonder and excitement in the little details of how amazingly beautiful the vineyards were. How the golden glow of the sunsetting touched my mother's face when he looked at her. Yep, those were magical moments that I'll cherish forever. Seeing my father so happy, those days are few and far between. But I'll keep those memories locked in my heart and revisit them every once and a while, Just to see my Daddy smile. Here's to Napa, and my Dad, just to say taking the time to steal a moment. And to the artist that inspired this post. P.S ~ Love you dad.