We decided to make the short hop over to a popular wildflower road for a look and not seeing any as we approached, the topic of turning for home came up. Just after deciding to continue a little further I spotted this giggle of yellow on a hilltop.
1649 Yellow Encouragement
Soon we saw many splashes of bright orange poppies celebrating recent showers juicing up the dry slopes.
1661 Juicy Orange
Nestled in a magical valley near Figueroa Mountain is this lake adding emerald to the distant blue Sierra Madre, green San Rafael range, and another sprinkle of prancing poppies.
1727 Mountain Lake
Then in a hidden valley nearby as we turned back home, Neverland slipped beneath our wings.
1748 Neverland Station
So many enchantments Tripp transports us to. There’s no fairy dust required, though it so often feels unbelievably magical to see our home turf in ever renewed light.
John & Anne Wiley 
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