The wildflowers in Southern California that year were surprising good. With the amount of rain and temperatures, one local spot blossomed with purple lupine. That's pretty rare for Southern California and seems to happen every ten years.
Upon discovering this spot, I want to capture it with hopefully some good light. It was one of those episodes when it was cloudy and I wasn't sure if the sunset was going to pop. The rim of the clouds started to light up. I grabbed my gear and rushed on the fwy weaving in and out of traffic, getting to the park, crossing the creek and trying to climb up the hill panting like crazy as the light was glowing. I found my spot and shot away dying of breath photographing as much as I could of the wildflowers. Not bad for Southern California!