Tanks-Flowers, all in one day. Monday 3/26/18

I am going to start with the end of my morning because it is much prettier! 


But when you are camping on a Marine Base, this is what you wake up to.  The rumble of:



Whatever those things are rolling down to the beach to practice water entry -- whoa.  There is a lot going on at Camp Pendleton. So we took a walk around the area and saw that our guys are fit -- running in nice little shorts, and they are ready to ship out at any time

After our little walk, we decided to check out "The Flower Fields."  Located just a few miles from us and well worth the $14 a head to see.  Some fellow named Edwin Frazee started this endeavor in 1922 - way before the hum of freeway noise or any other noise -- when he and his wife planted tons of ranunculus flowers and made this incredible display of color:



Here are a few more pictures of the flowers, including orchids, on this beautiful patch of ground:



There was a wonderful rose garden and this was the most beautiful flower of all to me:




Oh, and this is Russ waiting in line to go to the porta potty with a bus load of kindergarteners. 


Our new neighbors just checked in at the RV park.  They are from Las Vegas, plates same as ours!  They are here to party (I think).  Originally Army guys but now cops and retired Army.  Thinking it could get LOUD tonight.  I hope so.  

Tomorrow we are going to check out the Mission at San Luis Rey.  Let you know how it goes.  

Nitey Nite.  





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