The hills are alive...

...with millions of tiny purple flowers.

In attempts to shed this winter weight, I took up a combination of walking/hiking with a coworker of mine. We walk/hike during our hour lunch break with half of our time on blacktop and half of our time on the dirt trails. Recently we've been wow'd with the amazing transformation of the hills we work in, with the mustard in bloom and turning the hillsides into beautiful patches of golden bliss. Today my coworker was unable to walk so I took a more difficult route that I use to frequent. As I rounded a corner near the top of the hill, the scenery was breathtaking. Instead of the tall, bold, golden mustard, I saw what must amount to millions of tiny, low-to-the-ground purple flowers. It looked like a purple blanket across the hillside. Mother Nature is amazing this time of year {sigh}