Color arrives with soil warmth, day length, and recent rain. Use regional botanic garden reports, citizen-science observations, and elevation guides to guess timing. Aim slightly earlier rather than late; tight buds glow up close, and transit flexibility lets you pivot valleys if one slope lingers sleepy.
Stay on durable surfaces, step around delicate stems, and keep tripods off fragile crusts. Pack a small garbage bag to leave the scene brighter. Quick hands matter less than watchful eyes; linger, listen, and notice pollinators conducting tiny symphonies between blooms along breezy edges.
The first train rattles softly, a carriage filled with thermoses and sleepy smiles. You step into pink light, mist lifting from grass. Ten minutes from the stop, a slope erupts in lupines, and strangers trade quiet directions like trusted recipes passed between friends.
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