Eighteen years ago to this day, my family and I were all piled into the car, driving north from southern Los Angeles toward San Jose, to see my sister graduate from her first alma mater. As we hustled along on the interstate, I noticed something odd alongside the road up ahead – color! Normally, this section of California is just an undulating mix of ochres, umbers, and siennas — with maybe a little bit of dusty green mixed in for variety. But not this time. No, this time there were shimmering purples and violets, bright cadmium yellows, and luminous oranges.
It was a superbloom! I hesitate to call a superbloom rare – because that term is so overused these days – but this was the first time I’d ever seen it in over four decades, and I was completely blown away by just how much the bright colors were exploding in the hills above us.
Because we were on a tight schedule, we only stopped long enough for a few shots before hurrying on to our final destination, but it was enough. And later this image was entered into a competition and printed in a small publication with a circulation of 58 thousand subscribers. A brief stop that was well worth the effort!
Gorman Hills Flower Fields
Canon PowerShot G3 digicam