Looking back at tracks in the clouds,
you spring the gate closed—
WPC(3) — “Serenity”
The first words out of my mouth when I saw this photo? “Oh my god! – Spring!” What a place to be trapped forever. What are the yellow flowers?
Fiddleneck (Amsinckia intermedia) Wiki
A few words; much to ponder . . . Great pic . . .
March 2010, wet year, more spring than we could digest.
Beautiful. Spring in January? East coasters could never figure this out. No wonder I’m having problems.
I saw this today for the first time in the hills in Livermore! Could not believe it. Wonderful photo!
A very lovely photo indeed. My inner geek is wondering about the geology of the hill. It makes a very interesting photo inspiration for your poem.
It’s the beginning on a long ridge at about 2,000′ that falls for about a mile into Dry Creek at 600′ — clay over shale and decomposing granite.
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