There are a few places in the world where I always feel content. The Timm Ranch in Winters, CA is one of them.
Each spring and fall I look forward to the parties at the ranch. It’s a great group of down-to-earth, intelligent folks who come together to eat lamb, drink wine and spend the day relaxing in a quintessentially Californian setting. There’s no pretension, no posturing, just lots of potluck dishes to share, dogs to pet, and guitars to be played.
And I really don’t need anything else.
Where’s your “happy” place?