Waves crash over monoliths of ancient rocks and roll ashore to paint the sandy beaches smooth.

 Cypress trees lean in a static bow; the wind’s footprint.   A ribbon of road hugs the rugged coast; winding through the morning fog which blankets and creeps from the ocean inland over carpets of colorful wildflowers and serpentine rows of vineyard.  As morning warms to afternoon, an eastward turn finds the fog giving way, revealing mountains descending to the rolling valley hills of Monterey County wine country.  It is here, in this place of start contrast and breathtaking beauty, that Montoya calls home.