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An Afternoon Drive: Windy

“Who has seen the wind?  Neither you nor I:  But when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by.”  Christina Rossetti

 “Life is full of beauty.  Notice it.  Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces.  Smell the rain, and feel the wind.  Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.”  Ashley Smith

With the El Nino rains this year in California, the promise of wildflowers is in the air.  Even though the Antelope Valley California State Poppy Preserve was saying the poppies were not yet out in great numbers at their facility, I decided I would go check the area out.  After all, color had already splashed across the hills near Gorman, California, an area that I would pass en route to Lancaster and Antelope Valley.

IMG_9426IMG_9429By the time I got started, it was already early afternoon.  The weather changed a bit as clouds moved in and the winds picked up. Overcast is not the best weather for seeing wildflowers since many—like the poppies—do not fully open on dark and dreary days. The winds were picking up too.  Strong winds undermine taking photos. But I kept with my afternoon plans.  After all, I love watching breezes dance across the fields and the clouds were likely to be great.

As expected, the hills near Gorman showcased lupines, a few poppies, and some pretty views of the open road.







As I merged onto Highway 138 (Lancaster Road) heading toward the Poppy Preserve, the number of flowers in the fields diminished.  But the clouds were enticing and patches of yellow goldfields were evident along the way.









There was not much color around the entrance to the Poppy Preserve on this visit.  (Past years have been pretty impressive.)


The winds were great this afternoon.  I even (finally) thought to practice using the video feature on my camera.  I did forgot the videos record sound as well as pictures, so there is some silly music in the background.  But you can also hear the wind rustling about.




It was a great afternoon!

Do you have somewhere you love to drive on a leisurely afternoon?

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“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.”  Charles Dickens

“Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.”  John Ruskin

“There is muscular energy in sunlight corresponding to the spiritual energy of wind.”  Annie Dillard

“The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails.”   William Arthur Ward

“When everything seems to be going against you, remember that the airplane takes off against the wind, not with it.”  Henry Ford

“Just imagine becoming the way you used to be as a very young child, before you understood the meaning of any word, before opinions took over your mind.  The real you is loving, joyful, and free.  The real you is just like a flower, just like the wind, just like the ocean, just like the sun.”  Don Miquel Ruiz

“Notice that the stiffest tree is most easily cracked, while the bamboo or willow survives by bending with the wind.”  Bruce Lee

“I love the feeling of the fresh air on my face and the wind blowing through my hair.”  Evel Knievel

“A great wind is blowing, and that gives you either imagination or a headache.”  Catherine the Great

“I find the great thing in this world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving.  To reach the port of heaven, we must sail sometimes with the wind and sometimes against it—but we must sail, and not drift, nor lie at anchor.”  Oliver Wendell Holmes

“I was born on the prairies where the wind blew free and there was nothing to break the light of the sun.  I was born where there were no enclosures.”  Geronimo

“Come Fairies, take me out of this dull world, for I would ride with you upon the wind and dance upon the mountains like a flame!”  William Butler Yeats

“The substance of the winds is too thin for human eyes; their written language is too difficult for human minds, and their spoken language mostly too faint for the ears.”  John Muir

“When one has faith that the spring thaw will arrive, the winter winds seem to lose some of their punch.”  Robert L. Veninga

“Poetry is the impish attempt to paint the color of the wind.”  Maxwell Bodenheim

“The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind.  The answer is blowin’ in the wind.”  Bob Dylan

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