It is late March. The winter rainfall shortage is finally compensated with the recent rains. Eager to see the spring, we set out again around 11 am to a nearby trail. The parking lot was not packed at all, with a few cars sparsely parked on the rock paved road. The sun was out, and after yesterday’s rain, the sky was like rain washed, blue with big white clouds hanging overhead, casting its shadows in the valleys. The spring breeze was a bit chilly but invigorating. We passed by a small lake, the only natural one in the county, and climbed upward. When we reached the top, we saw undulating mountains in front of us still covered in grey, with light strokes of greenish color touching at the base. It will take at least another week for the mountain to turn green. Tired of the yearlong barren arid mountain top, I cannot wait to see it being verdant again, like last spring. The spring is so late this year.
The trail was thus boring, without much to see, and to talk about. Our boredom was finally disrupted by the appearance of brilliant-colored flowers dotted on the rocky slopes. It is Gazania daisy. They have 10－15 petals, varying a little bit in colors and shapes. The rich vibrant colors are further complemented by the amazingly embroidery petal patterns. We were delightful and took pictures of them. On the way back, we found one flower picked by someone and dropped off on the road side. I gingerly took it with me home. When I was about to gaze it again after dinner, I found the petals closed tightly to the natural light outside, even though we had the light on in the room. It still has life!
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It is late March. The winter rainfall shortage is finally compensated with the recent rains. Eager to see the spring, we set out again around 11 am to a nearby trail. The parking lot was not packed at all, with a few cars sparsely parked on the rock paved road. The sun was out, and after yesterday’s rain, the sky was like rain washed, blue with big white clouds hanging overhead, casting its shadows in the valleys. The spring breeze was a bit chilly but invigorating. We passed by a small lake, the only natural one in the county, and climbed upward. When we reached the top, we saw undulating mountains in front of us still covered in grey, with light strokes of greenish color touching at the base. It will take at least another week for the mountain to turn green. Tired of the yearlong barren arid mountain top, I cannot wait to see it being verdant again, like last spring. The spring is so late this year.
The trail was thus boring, without much to see, and to talk about. Our boredom was finally disrupted by the appearance of brilliant-colored flowers dotted on the rocky slopes. It is Gazania daisy. They have 10－15 petals, varying a little bit in colors and shapes. The rich vibrant colors are further complemented by the amazingly embroidery petal patterns. We were delightful and took pictures of them. On the way back, we found one flower picked by someone and dropped off on the road side. I gingerly took it with me home. When I was about to gaze it again after dinner, I found the petals closed tightly to the natural light outside, even though we had the light on in the room. It still has life!
