We’re on our last leg of the tour, and it’s getting more beautiful the further north we go.
From Stockton, I drove to Santa Cruz, and it started getting really, really green, and all of a sudden a huge windmill farm was all around us. It was stunning. After that, it never failed to dazzle us. Trees were everywhere, it was so green, and it was a beautiful sunny day. We started listening to Sigur Ros, and I almost started crying. It was too beautiful for words. After that, Patty Griffin summed it up perfectly with two words: “Heavenly Day.” Continue reading ‘The Great Northwest.’