Maybe we didn’t go far enough last time we went in search of a poppy field. So we drove further south on Highway 49 to Jackson. No poppy field. It was then I decided that there would be no golden orange field for me this year. Little clusters of poppies were along the road. We even went further than Jackson to Mokelumne Hill, a quaint little town that Marlene and I had been to before. No poppy field!
So here are some pictures from Mokelumne Hill.
A spotless Lady Bug? 
You can’t miss this sign! 
A quaint small church. 
I liked the trees in front of this house. 
Take a nap? 
The very old part of town. 
A secret society? 
These stores were here a few years ago. Nothing changed. 
So was this wagon. 
These windows grabbed my attention. 
A cluster of poppies
Now on to Jackson and lunch.
In an antique store window. 
How much would you pay for this? 
A model trailer made from wood. 
We didn’t go downstairs. 
Timed reflections. 
The old courthouse. 
I’ve taken pictures of this church before. It’s still beautiful. 
This gentleman was walking with his banjo in a case. He seemed glad to have his picture taken. 
Cute little dog! 
I call this picture “Feed Me!” What would you call it?
Next year will be the year for me to find a poppy field! In the meantime I did have fun taking photos with my photo buddies.
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