Not the view from Twin Peaks, which is always amazing: the flowers. It was splendid with drifts of oxalis and mustard, california poppy and lupine, iris and calendula, all set against a vivid green from the lush grass growing there after the winter rain. In some lucky places, there was a honey scent of sweet alyssum.
The honey bees and bumblebees were busy with the oxalis. A little flock of California Tortoiseshell, a migratory butterfly, chased each other over a hillside, but posed briefly for the camera. As did another Californian, the pocket gopher.
Twin Peaks is seldom like this. The flowers bloom only in the spring, and the oxalis and the california poppies scroll their flowers shut like parasols when it’s gray or wet. It takes a sunny spring morning to bring out these flowers in all their beauty.
Predictably – since this is a Native Area – the pesticide is coming out to get rid of the oxalis. They’ve scheduled Garlon spray for March 2-16, before noon. Pity it’ll be just when the flowers are at their loveliest, and if the spray-days are sunny, they’ll hit the bees as well. Presumably they’re not native.