Sunday, April 27, 2014

Poppiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssssssss



Oliver, Sophie, my friend D and I drove out to the Antelope Valley today to see the California poppy fields. I had read that since the heavy rainfall days in March, the wild poppies had bloomed like crazy, so we decided to take a drive and see --

Good Lord, ya'll.


 That's Oliver, above, wrapped in my red scarf -- it was incredibly windy and he had forgotten to bring a sweatshirt. Oh, sorry. I cleaned out the car yesterday afternoon and brought three dirty sweatshirts in the house to be washed. When we got to the poppy fields, which are in the high desert, and Oliver realized that I'd removed them, he blamed me. That's why I leave them in there, Mom! went the recrimination. You had to go and clean out the car. That's just great.

Anyhoo.

Back to the poppies:








Do you feel as if you're in an opium haze?


Rest your eyes on this beautiful high desert site and then those snow-capped mountains beyond.


This land is your land, this land is my land

From California --


12 comments:

  1. oh, those are some beautiful poppies! thanks for taking us along to the valley.

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  2. Gorgeous. The poppies and the children. Your Oliver sounds like my firstborn!

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  3. Beautiful beautiful! I love poppies! By the way - I have had that conversation you had with Oliver with my kids more times than I can count. No good deed goes unpunished and all that . . .

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  4. I want to start growing the poppies that can take me out if the time comes that I need them.
    I can imagine wandering through a field of them, wrapped in red, walking towards the light.
    Beautiful.

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  5. Beautiful! And next time, remind Oliver that he can do his OWN laundry. :)

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  6. i'm scared what i'd find if i cleaned our car (good excuse, isn't it?).
    amazing landscape, love your huge orange poppies (why does everything come in bigger size in the US?)

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  7. One of the things I miss about living in California: poppies. When I was a kid living at the foot of the San Bruno Mountains in South San Francisco, in spring the hills would be covered in poppies--and wild blue iris. And blue lupin. Thanks for posting these photos. I love Oliver in the red scarf.

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  8. they are a beautiful sight indeed...

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  9. Oh, those poppies - thank you for bringing them to us!

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