A blur of radiant, exquisite color catches my eye as I zoom down the freeway. I turn my head. I feel a rush of joy and peace as I witness God’s magnificent paint brush. He is good at it.
We have lived in San Diego over 10 years now and every year, sometime between March and May the Carlsbad Flower Fields are in bloom. The best part is that you can admire their glory without even getting out of the comfort of your freeway zipping, air-conditioned, music flowing chamber of a car. And truthfully, I never thought I had to leave the car. This year though Dayla and I were treated by Daniel’s mom to enter. And it was magnificent. Not to mention a photographer’s dream. And Dayla has a blast. What could be a better day then that?
We went on a “tractor ride” to view the fields
Grandma, James, Dayla and baby Violet
For 60 years these fields have grown nearly 50 acres of Giant Tecolote Ranunculus
The playground had cute buildings restored from an old “Santa’s Village”
More flowers. But seriously, they are beautiful, right?