Living in Oz

The meadow to the east is carpeted in red indian paintbrush flowers.  As I walk out of it onto the road, I notice that the south side, which is shaded, is bright with dandelions still blooming.  On the north side, the dandelions are finished and the bank is a sea of blue lupins.  I guess our yard, with its lush green grass, is the Emerald City.

The blue north country



The red east country



The yellow south country