Rustic and elegant
CASUAL ELEGANCE DEFINES SONOMA.
Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication. Leonardo da Vinci
A mediterranean villa on the hill
The main residence sits above the vineyards with expansive views of the vineyards, hillsides and surrounding areas.
Welcome home...
The main entry features Pennsylvania blue stone and the front door is custom iron and glass. The black dog has claimed her favorite place to sleep on the front porch! Facing east, it's nice and warm in the early morning, cool and shady in the afternoon.
The kitchen
The heart of any home is the kitchen, and this one offers gourmet appliances with a high-end gas range by Dacor, a Subzero refrigerator, Dacor wall ovens and warming drawer, and Uline ice machine. Plenty of room for family and friends to cook together. The fireplace close by keeps everything cozy and intimate.
The dining area
The dining area is particularly spacious, but very cozy with a fireplace right beside the table. The current table is round and measures 72" in diameter. The floors are reclaimed french oak throughout the house.
Entry hall and wine room
The entry hall and wine room floors are French limestone. The wine room door is custom iron and glass, sealed for climate control. The entry hall provides a direct line of sight from the kitchen/dining room to the fireplace in the great room. Spacious, relaxed and welcoming is the feeling you'll get when you walk in the front door.
Great room for gathering
This spacious room has a relaxed, comfortable and welcoming feel for guests or just a quiet evening alone. The fireplace is eco-friendly and ignites on demand to warm up the room on a cool evening.
A private retreat
When it's time to turn in, the master bedroom offers a relaxed spa-like retreat with a large private balcony overlooking the vineyards and hillsides. The balcony's view spans the entire vineyard and has a built in large gas fire pit to warm you up in the cool Sonoma nights.
“I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.”William Wordsworth, I Wander'd Lonely as a Cloud