Monday, March 27, 2006
Roadside weeds of Northern California
Sometimes, living in the Silicon Valley really gets to you - the traffic, the outrageous housing prices, the hectic pace of life, the constant threat of natural disasters.
Other times, you find the perfect spring Sunday afternoon - sunny and warm, and you drive up to San Francisco, through Golden Gate park, and over the bridge, admiring the beautiful views all the way into rural Marin county, where you photograph the local weed flora.
Other times, you find the perfect spring Sunday afternoon - sunny and warm, and you drive up to San Francisco, through Golden Gate park, and over the bridge, admiring the beautiful views all the way into rural Marin county, where you photograph the local weed flora.
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I do miss the poppies. As a child I remember always wanting to pick some but was told that they were off limits as they were the state flower. I had momentary thoughts of sneaking one or two but that vision was replaced quickly by being led away in handcuffs by the flower police. On my way to 'kiddy jail' for picking THE state flower.
I always picked the poppies myself, but I grew up in Oregon where they don't seem to care that much for them. The most interesting parts to me were the seedpods.
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