Ok, so you may know this about me but I am a SUCKER for fall foliage. I don’t want to go see it in the wilds of New England. I don’t want to watch Nat Geo show me leaves, meandering roads, and covered bridges. I WANT FALL in my back yard! Guess what? I have that. It is Autumn in the foothills. After an especially brutal summer of heat and smoke, we are finally commencing the sweetest period of the year. From September 21 (the equinox) until mid November we are in the “sweet spot” of weather and charm of our foothill paradise. Warm afternoons followed by cool evenings, brisk mornings filled with special kind of LIGHT, this is a time of year to take the day off and just smother yourself in the smell of pine pitch and falling leaves.
Don’t take my word for it, come for a ride to Grass Valley. Have lunch in one of our amazing restaurants. Go for a sunny afternoon hike up the Yuba River, or just bring a picnic to Bridgeport and look at the most beautiful (and LONG) covered Bridge in the Western United States. Am I prejudiced? Oh yes I am! I have lived in some very pretty places, but there is just something extraordinary about living in a place where the view from my window is of an absolutely MAGENTA colored maple tree (today). Tomorrow there will be a BRIGHT YELLOW tree of unknown origins transforming the colors of the landscape before shedding her leaves until spring time. Yesterday, I drove home to find a California Lynx basking in the sun on the drive to my home, watching squirrels fly through the branches of my old oak forest. Last week there were bear sightings and even a mountain lion has been noted in the woods. No it is not the wild lands of the Midwest, it is the woodlands of the Sierra Nevada foothills.
Looking for your next fabulous place to live, just come to Nevada County in the Fall and I doubt you will be able to forget us. I am not just bragging, I am letting you know that we have it all here. A lifestyle that celebrates every day in one way or the other. We support our favorite causes, we rejoice in our friendships, and we challenge ourselves to build a better place to leave when that time comes.
Make an appointment this month to see what you might be missing. AND if you already live here (Hi everyone!), you know I have just told the sincere truth about Harvest times in the Sierra Nevada foothills. We are blessed indeed.