Loosened from the mud, I find myself floating in a world of possibility.

So can you.


Rain is coming so I decided to plan ahead.  Enjoying the flowers this year and all the debris in the neighborhood.  Every week brings something different.  One week it was the pink petals from the flowering trees.  Another week it was seeds from the elm trees.  Last week it was giant piles of fluffy cottonwood.  This week it's the green helicopters from the maple trees.