Cottonwood fluff, the snowflakes of summer
floating along on invisible waves of wind
dancing a graceful ballet to music of a soundless breeze
being carried away to an unknown destination
to a place to rest, to plant, to set down roots, to become what they are meant to be.
© Julie Rehnelt 2013
I wrote this in my journal yesterday morning while I was out on the patio having my coffee whilst being snowed on by Cottonwood fluff.
I tried so hard to capture a picture of the wonderful scene, but I don’t have the right type of camera nor the talent, so I gave up and just enjoyed the moment.
As I watched the fluffy display, I had a myriad of metaphors going through my mind about life ~ about the winds that blow and the seeds we plant, about becoming who we’re meant to be.
It was a beautiful, contemplative morning.
After a while my Mom came out to join me, and I tried again to snap some pictures. This time I didn’t try to focus in on just one single fluff blowing by and decided to point my camera upward instead. I love looking at the sky! Although this still wasn’t what I was going for, I liked how it turned out…
Countless little fuzzy seeds look like stars sprinkled across the daytime sky!