Each June, here in our little piece of paradise, we have what looks like snow falling and accumulating everywhere. Doesn't it look like an early autumn dusting of snow?
This white fluff is actually a cottony substance with tiny seeds attached that falls from our big old poplar trees.
This wooden bridge traverses a brook below and would have even more "snow" except that it rained last night and the rain tamps down the fluff. By next week things will be back to normal, but we will have some cleaning up to do! Trees are beautiful and we have many on our property, but we are constantly cleaning up after them - pollen, sap, branches, fluff, fall leaves, etc. But I am not complaining, I LOVE our woodland, hillside, terraced acre.
My husband and I refer to the property as "Camelot" because as King Arthur toned, " . . . in short there's simply not a more congenial spot for happily-ever-aftering than here in Camelot". It actually feels more like "Come-a-lot" because family comes most every weekend. I'll show you more of "Come-a-Lot" in another post.