Spring. It’s sprung, at least this week and at least in the San Francisco Bay area and on the Monterey peninsula. And in Sonoma.
Here’s what I found on my street:
A carpet of ice plant signifying the start of spring
Down in Big Sur, the succulents are plump and green:
They grow like crazy in Big Sur
Some are even flowering:
Flowers in the wooden box at the Big Sur River Inn were so bright in the sunshine they almost hurt my eyes. My closeups were overexposed.
Something about the juxtaposition of flowers and rocks always gets my attention, especially with a succulent peeking out in the corner.
Yes, spring is singing its lungs out all over the Central Coast and especially at Point Lobos, where the super-blue sky is reflected in the Pacific, waves crash against rock and the beauty of nature is an aria that I never tire of hearing.
And neither does this seagull. I caught him riding the air currents above our ferry back to San Francisco from Alcatraz earlier in the week:
CLICK HERE FOR SEAGULL ENJOYING SPRING ABOVE THE BAY NEAR ALCATRAZ
Up north in Sonoma, the vines were lovin’ the weather.
Budding grapes at Gundlach Bundschu
The pansies were happy, too.
I love birds of paradise.
At Gundlach Bundschu
The stone basket is a nice counterpoint to the blooms.
Sunflower Caffe, Sonoma
Mine are also blooming in our yard at home.
at Gundlach Bundschu in Sonoma
Hardy souls peeking out.
at Sunflower Caffe, Sonoma
Full, happy pots. We left the cafe full and happy, too.
Nicholson Ranch, Sonoma
The background. It’s all the background.
But step back a bit and it’s a different still life.
A beautiful tasting venue.
Loving the tulip action.
I’ve always loved fall, but the fresh, reborn beauty of spring has its appeal, too.
Spring is here. Summer is around the corner. That’s as far as I’m thinking right now.