My best guess is that it was a weekend in Sonoma, probably last summer. Sparkling wine, fresh rosemary, delicate roses, and brightly colored citrus sure do sound like the makings of a marvelous summer day. I wish I could remember exactly when they were taken. Why did I choose those shots? What were we doing? Who was with us? I don't know. I might never know. So instead of getting lost in the photos while recalling memories long forgotten, we can get lost together daydreaming about memories that might still be.