|Before the skies closed up! Looking east from highway 162.|
Spring in northern California is incredibly beautiful. Every tone of green is evident, trees are filled with pastel blossoms and wildflowers abound.
Have you ever tried to photograph delicate poppy in hurricane winds? I know, it's an exaggeration, but the further south we drove, the higher the winds grew. When we spotted a landscape begging to have it's picture taken, the car doors were ripped from out of our hands. Gusts would try to knock us over.
The clouds got thicker, darker, more threatening with each mile we traveled.
Forget getting to Highway 20; we made an impromptu turn in Willows and headed west. We were early and saw only the very first, impatient wildflowers but it would have been impossible to snap a shot of any of them except as a block of color. Individual flowers were rocking out in the breeze!
|Clouds were moving five times faster than the sheep...or are they cows? I was focused on not being blown away.|
We have been considering leaving California but...and this is a big but, we fell in love with the country in those back roads. Going to check Zillow as soon as I post a couple of photos for a little house in the rolling hills. We fell in love with the area. It is calling us to come back soon.
|Clouds closing in fast but still enough light for capturing an itsy-bitsy bit of color.|
|Never had to flap her wings; she just twisted and turned in a sky ballet!|
|Getting Darker but it was only about 2:00 in the afternoon.|
|I want our house at the end of this driveway, nestled in the trees!|