My cousin Chuckie was telling us yesterday that his Tuesday morning fishing time was interrupted by two hours of snow…it melted as it hit the ground.
It turned cold enough to snow. One morning on the way into town there were chunks of snow on the roadway. Far Guy and I looked at each other to confirm that we weren’t both
crazy seeing things. It was SNOW. Dropped off by trucks or cars passing through from North Dakota or South Dakota.
Then we had this…
Don’t get too excited. These are flower petals.
Malus X ‘Spring Snow’ A sterile flowering Crabapple. It only has flowers no fruit. It has a real strong fragrance…Far Guy noticed it right away.
Then there is this kinda fluff.
Aspen/Populus species/ Piss Popple/Cottonwood fluff. The fluff carries the tiny seeds all over. Chance carts them all over and into the house. The fluff lays in snow drifts over the lawn…and we only have a few trees. When the wind comes from the North it looks like it is snowing.
Our grass is turning green…finally! It rained all day yesterday…not enough but it is a start to help out with the drought.
“To me an ancient Cottonwood is the greatest of trees because in his youth he shaded the buffalo and wore a halo of pigeons, and I like a young cottonwood because he may some day become ancient. But the farmer’s wife (and hence the farmer) despises all cottonwoods because in June the female tree clogs the screens with cotton. The modern dogma is comfort at any cost” Aldo Leopold