Southern Snow

I thought I would share with you the snow that now, is part of my home. Being from New England, I miss snow, I do!  I miss making homemade ice cream, using powdery snow, instead of crushed ice.  I miss making a snowman, snowwoman,I miss walking n' seeing spirals of white crystals dance above my head, each flake a unique design, as the street light illuminates their performance. I thought I would share my southern snow; It is breathtakingly beautiful. It reminds us of nature's beauty; We just have to look, pay attention when we drive down life's highway. 

 Here is a field, from a distance, it really does look like snow.  Let me rephrase this, driving by in a car, the blur of white, looks like snow. 

  

It really does look like cotton balls; We had a lot of rain and it needs to be harvested.  You will see in places, it is draped down like a strip of cotton.  Isn't it amazing~

The fabric of our lives, is so delicate and yet so durable.  I am fascinated with the pods~ The boll is actually the fruiting part of the cotton plant.  The separate compartments that separate the fluff are called locks.

This one looks like a toasted marshmallow; Beautiful or maybe I should say bountiful~

 I guess I could have a cotton ball fight, when snow season arrives, until then I'm going to enJOY this

gift from nature.  A lady saw me taking these pics; I told her where I was from.  She let me take some

home. She was as sweet as Southern iced tea.     Now, I can enJOY snow indoors~