Summertime in Oregon means green.  It means sunshine and golden hues.  It means growth and warmth and beauty.  For me, it means taking the long way home.  I moved out to wine country in November, right when everything was closing up for the winter.  I’ve been waiting for this season for months and now I’m soaking it all in.

There are so many beautiful back roads lined with vineyards, fields, gardens, orchards and views of the valley.  Country life is a lot slower than city life and I’m hardly ever in a hurry to make it home.  I’ve learn in my life that it’s not all about the destination, but that the journey is just as important.

There is beauty in the journey and the detours that we might miss if we’re always in a hurry to get from point A to point B.  Every time I take the long way, I’m making it my challenge to find something beautiful that I would not have seen on the straight path home.  Stay tuned for the journey.

Here are some of the latest beauties:

Field on Wilsonville Rd 3 miles from my house. I feel so serene here.

Who doesn't love a red barn with a golden glow?

So warm. Imagine me on a blanket in this field wearing a straw cowgirl hat. PERFECT!

Waxing Crescent Moon.

The perfect blue.

Alloro Vineyard at sunset. Felt like Italy.

What are these little white flowers? I've been seeing fields of them everywhere. This is on Lebeau Rd in Sherwood.

Loved these dandelions! I took Wilsonville Rd home from Portland yesterday because it was a beautiful afternoon and 99W thru Tigard just felt wrong.

Make a wish!