My dad was here for a few days this past weekend. For almost 3 years now he has wanted to check out the flower fields that are only in bloom for 2 months of the year. We finally made it! We tried to check out the view from above without paying to go in because, well, I am cheap and didn't want to spend the $9 to get in.
The view from above just doesn't cut it. Can't get the same kind of pictures you can up close. So we broke down and headed to the entrance of the flower fields.
The view from above just doesn't cut it. Can't get the same kind of pictures you can up close. So we broke down and headed to the entrance of the flower fields.
The type of flower they plant here are ranunculus. They come in very vibrant colors and have tons of petals. Tulips are my very favorite flower but these come in at a very close second. Look at how beautiful they are.
Before I bore you with way too many pictures of flowers. Here is one of Sam.
Here is Papa Han.
And this angry little girl...not sure who she is, but she was seriously pissed about having her nap time disrupted to come see flowers.

































This is Doug and Steph at the first stop. Hart Winery.

This is Matt's pretty girlfriend. I think she was the "real" organizer of the day.
I am terrible with names. I tried really hard to remember everyone's names from this day...and I think I did ok during the day but now those names are gone. But don't they look cool? Doesn't he look like Gavin Newsom...oh wait, wrong Gavin...I mean the Gavin from Bush? Gwen Stefani's husband? Maybe a little?
Remember when you were in high school or elementary school and you went on a field trip on a bus? Remember how it always seemed like the cool kids would sit in the back and the quiet nerdy kids would stay in the front? I used to prefer the back. I loved singing with the loud music, telling jokes, getting silly, whatever it was we used to do back there, it always seemed so funny. But now I am a front of the bus person. Is that what it means to get older? I thought the music was too loud. I was tired from the day. I wanted to just talk with Keith or Doug or Steph. But the cool kids in the back were having too much fun.

