On Sunday afternoon the kids were at home with Grandpa and Grandma and Nathan caught a ride home with Gene and Linz, so I hopped in the car and went to explore some of the local wildflowers. The California poppies were going crazy. It looked like the hills were on fire, but in a fluorescent orange construction color kinda way. I still had on my dress and flip flops, not intending to explore past the side of the road, but the beautiful day got in the way of my plans on my last stop. I hiked as far as I could until it got too steep for the meager leather straps on my feet to handle.
[You can see the blanket of orange in the background].