We miss one week of hiking and everyone forgets how to find wildflowers. Everyone misses the flowers in this field.
This is what they missed seeing.
Now they're looking up in tree tops for wildflowers.
Which they'd find if they only just looked down.
Maybe they're over the next ridgeline.
No! Just look down!
Confused, they stop to plan a new strategy to find wildflowers. Ron uses bluetooth to have his camera ask his GPS where to find wildflowers.
Lisa finally manages to notice a small patch of flowers.
While Paul and Ron are thinking the big field of grass is a field of wildflowers.
Then Paul and Donna are thinking that tree mosses are wildflowers.
Tree mosses are wildflowers. Yes, that must be right! Everyone has a smug, self-satisfied grin.
For those who know something of the history of dragons on the ridgeline (e.g., at Monte Bello), here are a pair of petrified dragon antlers.
We approach the super secret location of the "big back porch in the middle of nowhere".
At one end, they discuss, art, literature and politics.
While at the other end they are having a silly face contest. Oh, Irene won.
Meanwhile the wildflowers around them are still ignored.
They're all around the windmill.
If you only look down. Why can't they see them?
Well, Lisa is practicing her professional model poses.
And Mark is refilling his "water bottle" with something from his hip flask.
While these wildflowers are right at his feet.
You could even lie down in a field of ever so soft owl's clover and take a nap.
Not that there aren't dangers in lying down. Mark has a big old nasty spider hanging from his finger. Everyone looks at it.
The spider fell off his finger into this poppy.
Well, as there aren't any wildflowers about, it's time to just head back home.
