Ello, Poppy!
Everything I've ever learned in grade school about the four seasons and the months that correspond have gone out the window since I moved to SoCal. This past year, I've skipped summer humidity and mosquito season, bypassed winter, and felt like this entire time has been one really long Fall or Spring cycle.
Everything I've ever learned in grade school about the four seasons and the months that correspond have gone out the window since I moved to SoCal. This past year, I've skipped summer humidity and mosquito season, bypassed winter, and felt like this entire time has been one really long Fall or Spring cycle.
Not once did I have to wear a peacoat, puffy parka or snow boots. No shoveling or avoiding ice. The unusual amount of rainfall, though, is the only surprise, which I partially blame myself for because I have a history of bringing rain wherever I go. I am just kidding, but not really.
The bright side? More flower fields! The rain was exceptional for relieving the LA drought and the flower enthusiast that I am will gladly accept Visa, AMEX and Superbloom flowers!
So, without further ado-- In My Visions: Antelope Valley California Poppy Reserve.
Photo by Paolo Fortades
Photo by Paolo Fortades
Photo by Paolo Fortades
Here's to flowers, sunset sky, endorphins and photography! If heaven were a place on earth, I think I found it.
Special thanks to Paolo Fortades for the solo shots of me!
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<3,
Laura
The Sun Always Sets in the West
The sun always sets, no matter where you go.
The sun always sets, no matter where you go.
You can believe in fate or destiny.
But, you cannot deny the choices you make, the paths that you take.
The sun always sets.
And, it'll always be in the west.
photos taken at Santa Monica Pier, Los Angeles, California
