Saturday, May 25, 2013
This is one of the small joys in life: sitting in the passenger seat. My husband was driving us into town on a road I always drive, but this time I finally was able to take a picture of the cottonwood tree I always admire. It is beautiful without leaves in the winter, and when the salmon are running we have seen countless eagles in it. I have seen its silhouette against many sunsets. Yesterday it was just these beautiful clouds that caught my attention. Right now, the fluffy cotton like seeds of the cottonwood are blowing everywhere, and it's like snow in spring time and every place around them looks a little bit magical. Of course, if you're a child, you must gather big handfuls up, take a deep breath send them back into the breeze.