In this Deep Dive, we journey through one of Baja California’s strangest and most beautiful weeks—a time when cold fronts 14 and 15 blanketed the region in icy air, and the skies above Mexicali and La Rumorosa erupted in real, visible auroras. From sleet in San Pedro Mártir to emotional stargazers crying under green-lit skies, it was a week of extremes—both earthly and cosmic. Yet in the Valle de Guadalupe, the 12th Viñada de Don Tomás went on, transformed by the cold into something poetic: the crunch of wet gravel, the smell of oak and grapes, and the warmth of holding a glass of wine that felt like a small lighthouse. This is Baja’s new kind of beauty—fierce, unpredictable, and luminous. 🌨️🌌🍇