I was driving in to the Park the other morning, and as I approached Lost Horse Road, I was struck by the light on the line of rocks in the distance. These rocks always remind me of Asian Scroll Paintings, so fluid and emotive. I always imagine them in misty weather and fog swirling around. As I was walking toward the rocks, I noticed there were still so many flowers blooming in this area: Dogweed, Pincushions, Brittlebush, Phacelia, Larkspur and plenty I can't name. I decided just to walk along the base of the rock formations and see what I could find. It was such a beautiful morning, nice and cool with the scent of flowers in the air. I walked up as far as Hemingway, moving in and out of the rocks and little canyons, just enjoying looking at everything before me. Before I knew it, it was time to head back for breakfast, so I slowly made my way back through the valley, enjoying every moment.