I love Spring. This morning, looking out the living room window, I noticed a black heart out in the vineyard. Buzzard Love.
The Quince burst into bloom. They smell spicy. This may be my favorite pink in the whole wide world.
One time I knew this one's name. I seem to remember that it is California's only native sunflower.
Another no-name. Who cares? Aren't you just impressed with how the sky blue rims the petals? I am.
Oh yes. Shooting Stars.
Love love love.