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Wednesday, April 27, 2011

 

Spring - at long last, it feels like Spring







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Windy Hill on Easter Sunday *  Edgewood Park 

Temperatures still unseasonably cool at times but, nearing end of April, it is finally beginning to feel like Spring.  Looking at the long-range forecast for the San Francisco Peninsula I see no mention of rains.  Last week, hiking at Edgewood Park, saw a snake (not a rattler) alongside the trail, sunning; a clear sign of warm weather.  End of hibernation for wild creatures.  

Easter Sunday morning looked dismal -- gray and cold.  But a group of us decided to stay with the plan to hike up Windy Hill in Portola Valley.  Except for some muddy areas it was fine, and the sun came out in the afternoon.  

Windy Hill in the mist, Easter Sunday 2011
© Musafir  Canon Powershot S3

Hikers negotiating a muddy stretch, Spring Ridge Trail
© Musafir Canon Powershot S3

Looking down at Spring Ridge Trail
© Musafir  Canon Powershot S3

Stanford Campus from Spring Ridge Trail
© Musafir  Canon Powershot S3

Windy Hill, from Hamms Gulch Trail, Easter Sunday 2011
© Musafir  Canon Powershot S3

  Pink Trilliums, Hamms Gulch Trail  
© Musafir  Canon Powershot S3

Checker Mallows. Hamms Gulch Trail  

© Musafir  Canon Powershot S3

Mountain Ceanothus - Hamms Gulch Trail
                    © Musafir  Canon Powersahot S3


A bonus, on returning to the parking lot saw a fully restored red Austin Healey 3000, probably early 1960's model.


© Musafir  Canon Powershot S3


Edgewood Park 

Tidy Tips and Owls Clover
© Musafir Canon Powershot S3

Bush Lupines
© Musafir  Canon Powershot S3

Goldfields (Lasthenia glabrata)  


© Musafir  Canon Powershot S3


Buttercups
© Musafir  Canon Powershot S3


*****
Happiness


I asked the professors who teach the meaning of life to tell
     me what is happiness.
And I went to famous executives who boss the work of
     thousands of men.
They all shook their heads and gave me a smile as though
     I was trying to fool with them
And then one Sunday afternoon I wandered out along
     the Desplaines river
And I saw a crowd of Hungarians under the trees with
     their women and children and a keg of beer and an
  accordion.


--- Carl Sandberg


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