California’s nickname is the Golden State. While I understand the history of this stems from the gold found here in the mid-1800s, I have heard other reasons we have this established moniker.
Our golden sunsets.
Guilded Hollywood.
The Golden Gate Bridge.
And our gorgeous golden poppies.
They bloom every year and cover the ground with bursts of happiness. And with each bloom, they bring me a bit of hope. While I love these tiny flowers, I forget about them every year. And then suddenly, with a wonderful surprise, they fill the gardens and cracks in the sidewalks with hope.
Sending happiness and hope from California your way.
~Staci Lee
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They are such bright beacons.
I remember seeing lots of wild fennel growing on streets in SF. Wild!
I love them. They are starting to fade already—time for all the Jacaranda trees to show off purple.