Wednesday, March 03, 2010

Several years ago, when Louis and I were driving west to Louisiana, cotton blew across the road like snow.

It almost never snows here, though two weeks ago, while we were away, neighbors reported six inches. Yesterday, it was coming down in large, lovely, fluffy flakes.

I said to Louis, If cotton fell from the sky, this is what it would look like. Enchanting.

Snow like cotton, cotton like snow.