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Sunday, April 6, 2014


We drove to the fields west of Lancaster/Palmdale to see the California Golden Poppies.  It was late in the day, windy and cool, and the sun was going down, so the flowers were closed and not nearly as spectacular as they could have been.  It also wasn't as splendid a showing as in spring 2010, when the hills were ablaze with orange flowers.

Couldn't get a picture of all of us at once without taking the risk of trampling the flowers.  Joe and I had to take turns taking pictures of ourselves with the kids.

In order to make this mini-trip happen we had to bribe the kids with ice cream and getting to sleep in their pillow fort they'd made this weekend.

Still a pretty cool experience, though.  We'll try again soon, earlier in the day and when it's less windy.


Hippy Goodwife said...

I love the poppies! I have been trying to grow them here for years. Damned weeds, they won't take off and grow here.....grrr.....We get tulips, which is close. But I woulf love to see the poppies again one day.
Glad you got to see them.

Laurel B. Miller said...

Come and see them anytime, good lady. Our door is always open for you and yours.