Let me preface this with the fact that I’m not a camper. I don’t revel in the windswept hair and full-body layer of earth that clings to unshowered skin. I’m not masterful at the fine art of campsite selection and I don’t lead the way effortlessly through canyons and trails with little signage. I am learning, however, and if anyone’s been following the journey of our humble family of five, they’ve read of our beginnings into this outdoor foray.

My kids — I’m not sure where this comes from — can’t get enough. When the opportunity arises, we are there and we are learning together. Recently, we returned to a campsite at Agua Caliente campground, west of Anza-Borrego Desert State Park. As if the promise of hours and hours of climbing up and down the mountainside wasn’t enough to thrill our children, we were to travel in time for the “superbloom” within the desert.

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