Picking Daffodils

Just north of where I live, there's a place called Montara Mountain,

Many years ago, there was a nursery on the mountain, which sold daffodils.  Although the nursery is long gone, clumps of naturalized daffodils remain in hidden grottos.

On Sunday, some friends and I went for a hike on the mountain in search of daffodils and pretty afternoon light. We found both:

At the end of the day, we headed home, our hearts filled with flowers, friendship and light: