A picturesque stream curves through a rustic frisbee golf course draped with Tibetan prayer flags. An observation deck hovers over a forgotten marsh. Stepping stones and wooden planks lead into a forest that hides a stone labyrinth. And throughout, lovely, giant leaves of stone lie beneath the trees they honor.
Needless to say, magic lurks here.
AS A WINE….
She’d be an untethered Vermentino – zesty, free-spirited and unbridled – with green grass, fresh air, lime and stone fruits.