“And mixed with these were splashes of California Poppies. These too are of a burning color – not orange, not gold, but if pure gold were liquid and could raise a cream, that golden cream might be like the color of the poppies.” – John Steinbeck

No matter how I feel about being in California, there is something special about the poppies. John Steinbeck’s description from his book, East of Eden, is incredibly evocative.  Ever since reading his observations about the poppies I can’t help but think of them a color all their own. They are neither orange, or gold, they seem to glow in bright sunshine and even brighter on cloudy days. They’re mesmerizing. They’re beautiful. They’re one little thing about being in California that I like.

In trying to take a picture of the poppies, Arthur decided that since I was taking a break, he would too. And sat right on top of the poppies.


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