In the four full days my dad was here we had only one day of sunshine. Unusual for Southern Calif. Fortunately he lives in Florida and isn’t impressed by such things as sunny weather. On Saturday the two of us went for a hike at Griffith Park, pretty much taking the same path Erinn and I took just a couple weeks ago. I had read that the wildflowers were out in various parks across the city and was pleased to find Griffith was no exception. The color missing from the sky was more than made up for by that which was coming from the ground. Like the world had been flipped on its head for the day. I also liked the growth around the scraggly remains of recent wildfires, which caused so much destruction around this city only months ago. Nature is moving on.
