As a gardener, I couldn't believe my eyes at the richness of Sonoma and Napa, as we drove and walked through countrysides that seemed to metamorphose every five minutes or so, and contained an astonishing variety and plentifulness flora & fauna. Early one morning, this is the scene I saw out the window, just after waking: lemon and grapefruit trees, apple and chestnut trees in different stages of fruiting, vinyards and groves of all kinds striping and patching the hillsides as far as I could see. Rabbits were hopping among the trees, and hummingbirds zipped from flower to flower. Such riches!
(I'd never seen black tomatoes before!)
The people we met were very modest, and explained their remarkable crops and gardens either by the fertile soil or the beneficial ocean mist or the depth of the topsoil that made that land a perfect growing region. But as a gardener, I know that only hard work, dedication and know-how can make a good land into rich one.