I took these photographs over the weekend — sure signs for me, that spring, in our little part of the world…is finally here.
Mustard flowers are in full bloom, cropping up and getting taller, along the sides of many of our roads, and in between still dormant fruit trees at local orchards.
Yellow-orange California poppies are emerging…
Some fields are abundant with wildflowers, and finally…the landscape and rolling hills are momentarily…GREEN!
It was summer time when we immigrated to the U.S. in 1979, landing in Northern California. I remember first really noticing the landscape when my mother, younger sister, and I were riding on a Greyhound bus, going through the Sacramento area (easy to understand since there is not much else to do during a long bus ride).
Looking out the bus windows, the colors I saw were predominantly tan, golden and brown. I did not know what to make of it really — it certainly was different, and I was not sure I liked all the dry landscape. Where’s the green?
So after years (and years and years) of living in this part of California, I have come to love and appreciate the changing seasons, and even the golden brown landscape.
I always look forward to spring…a magical time for me, when the landscape is suddenly lush and green.
Although these photographs are from areas in San Benito and Monterey County, many areas of California have scenery similar to this.
I know this time is ephemeral, and soon, these hills and fields will dry up and the grasses will begin to turn to golden and brown colors, once again.
But for now, I will enjoy it, and take in the lush, green colors….candy for my eyes and it seems, a sort of nutrient for my soul.
What does spring mean or signal to you?