This time the white stuff on the ground is from the cottonwood tree, which seems to be producing a bumper crop this year. I have mixed feelings. I always enjoy watching the seed float through the air, which creates a fanciful setting where one expects wood sprites to emerge and harp music to play. On the other hand, it gets really nasty, gets tracked into the house, gums up air conditioning units, and requires vigilant clean-up. I believe there must be some lesson to draw from this. All that glitters might get dragged on to the carpet, or for every silver lining there's a bunch of stuff to clean up.
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