I should remember word by word what I last wrote but the mind is a bit soggy from all the water pouring forth from the sky. I can just feel the mold growing on me as I sit here. By the time I'm done I will look like the Swamp Man with all the long green vines hanging from his body. I think you call it the Creeping Crud.
Yesterday we were deluged by a wonderful snowfall from the Cottonwood trees. It seems we live in the valley of Cottonwoods and to see all the white fuzz drifting from the tree tops as if on a wave of sea foam was a delightful sight. Fuzz was all over the place and it was wreaking havoc on my nose. Sneeze after sneeze, but I didn't want to miss it so I stayed out and arranged my planters on the wall while the fuzz landed among the flowers. The whole thing lasted a few hours and then was suddenly gone. We were mystified until I telephoned the college nearby and asked what was going on. Interesting and amazing information. I'm glad I didn't miss the show. It just proved that I am never too old to learn new things. Now if only I could remember them...
Hopefully my mood will change from that little critter above and I can enjoy the day, rain or shine. As long as there is no thunder and lightening to go along with the rain, I will be a happy camper.
Have a great day and remember to reach out and touch someone. I know we all have a person who looks forward to hearing or seeing from us.
Hugs
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