When I opened the curtains this morning, Waimea excitedly exclaimed, "It's snowing!!" It sure looked it. But it can't snow in 90 degree weather. Instead, it turns out that the enormous tree we have out front dumps leaves in the fall and sheds cotton in the spring. Joy. I'm okay with raking leaves, but how do you clean up cotton? I wish the pictures could capture the effect, but they don't.
|The tree that sheds cotton. Cottonwood? We thought it was an oak. And this picture does nothing to explain how enormous it is--these join at the base, and my arms can't even encircle half of one of them.|
|Some of the cotton in our yard. It's actually worse in the neighbors yard. I'm sure they hate us.|