There’s this place in Malibu, on the coast.
There, wildflowers dance when the breeze runs through them. The wildflower patch is at the top of the cliff and they almost seem to look down at the ocean below it, their dance reminiscent of a cheer every time the water crashes against the rocks. As you walk down the path, the tall grass and tiny flowers welcome you, in shades of yellow and red and blue.
It’s so romantic and idyllic. The air is alive with the fragrance of the cool