From Point Reyes cheese and Italian Lakes traditions to family treehouses, European art and quieter corners of Italy, this Discovery Dispatch is dreaming of spring.
Within a few blocks of wandering from the hotel, I was peering down side streets, wandering into courtyards, wondering where a staircase might lead, and stopping to notice flowers spilling over white stucco walls.
The road to Mendocino curves inland and out again, the light changes often, and the temperature drops just enough that you reach for a sweater minutes after having taken it off.
