I breathed deep and smelled the trees. In a shady canyon, I heard the rippling of a creek, still flowing from the rains we had last week. It was in the high 70's and still. Spring has arrived.
By the time I got back to work, I was in an entirely different frame of mind. I think I'll do it again soon. It's a shame to live a half mile from a major park and not go more often.
California Poppies in bloom. Don't pick them--they're protected (as the state flower).
2 comments:
Mt. Diablo?
It was Lake Chabot park in Castro Valley.
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