Every vacant lot, empty field, and verge are covered with daisy’s. Yes, these are wildflowers. Because of the huge rains we have had, these wild flowers are growing with exceptional enthusiasm everywhere. Once I saw two pink flowers on a hillside, though I drove by the spot, I never saw them again. Down in a creek bed, there are scatterings of orange nasturtiums. Little yellow sour plants are everywhere too all intermixed with purple and yellow mustards. Our world right now is a riot of color.
At the hotel, I had never seen a more beautiful display of roses.
We are home now….back on our diets. I haven’t weighed yet, but G reports he has reached the Gordo stage. After I recover from being weighed, I’ll hit the grocery store then work on a few new roses for you all.