The wind blew fiercely and relentlessly. Gusting, wailing, singing, moaning, driving everything before it--invisible and yet all too real. It roared in my ears, it whipped my hair viciously, it sent flying anything that wasn't nailed down. Bella was curious and stoic. She sat there in the stroller, taking it all in with her large blue eyes squinting in the high desert sun. Elizabeth was not so calm! It didn't matter how many blankets and coats I bundled her in, she screamed her little head off, sobbing with shuddering breaths whenever the wind made it past the barrier of my body and all the blankets. After about two minutes I realized this wasn't going to work! We wanted to have a nice fun relaxing afternoon enjoying the flowers in the Antelope Poppy Preserve, but the wind was determined not to allow it this time!
Tante Anita volunteered to stay in the car with the baby. The wind blew so violently that the car rocked and shuddered beneath the blast! Christina and I walked around a bit with Bella and snapped pictures, but after an hour my head was singing and I had no feeling in my ears. Bella still took it in stride, pointing out birds and wanting to get down and run away, laughing when we chased her. She is one tough little cookie!
And so ended our adventure to the poppy fields. The last time I was there was with my whole family and the Atwells in 2010. I remember it was just as windy and gusty, and the flowers refused to open. Oh well, we'll try again next year!
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| Elizabeth does not approve of the wind!!! |
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| Christina takes pictures |
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| 7 years ago! |
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| Grandma was visiting us in 2010. She's on hospice now with only a few months left to live. |
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| All of us 7 years ago. |
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The poppies don't like the wind either!
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