Cottonwood Fluff

5-23-2017

Warm breeze, tantalizing, teasing, caresses sun warmed skin. Blue sky, bright, deep baby blue with fluffy cotton clouds skittering by. Walking down a gentle sandy hill, under the new spring green leaf canopy of a mixed deciduous forest. Step out into the open, inhale deeply, smell the wetness of the nearby river, the tang of warm pine needles on the ground. Breeze gently tickling my skin, I look up and out across the clearing, the air is filled with white fluff floating along the air currents. Bobbing, dipping, drifting somewhat like, but completely different from snow. I send myself into the breeze to float and flit with the cottonwood fluff!

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