Walking Through a World of Lavender in Matanzas Creek Winery
For almost 50 weeks a year, the end of the long private road at the Matanzas Creek Winery circles a sloping field of manicured short round shrubs, like spiky green boulders laid out in a fastidious formation. But during a single fortnight of the June wedding season, the bushes burst into a wave of shimmering violet that can only be French lavender. Take an enchanting, scented stroll between rows of blooms, or set up your easel, Monet-like, with other painters under the large sunshade umbrellas, and capture the sight on canvas. If you’re willing to close your eyes for a moment, you’ll hear (and feel) the gentle surround-sound of a zillion buzzing bees. Not to worry: they’re as content as you are. Before you leave, visit the gift shop for some elegant bath items created from the handpicked blossoms, otherwise offered at only a few chi-chi boutiques. Oh—and the wine’s nice, too.