Amidst the hustle and bustle of the charming little town of Los Olivos there rests a quaint little country chapel. Nestled between a small orchard and a tranquil creek that unfolds around back, it stands tall yet unassuming to passersby. In the past I have captured a picture or two out of my car window. But today... I found something so alluring about the enchanting walkways and aged windowsills. I pulled into the petite gravel parking lot and immersed myself in all things country chapel. From chipped paint, to scripture verses written on a chalkboard within, to the beautiful rose bush in back with a green garden hose draped lazily about.
