seasonal confusion

[fflo]

Just came by the office to print some tax forms; rounding the corner to the old brewery building I began to see occasional small pieces of white matter in the air, wafting casually toward the ground. "Cottonwood cotton! Already?" thought I, somehow convinced internally that it was more likely for some trees to have gotten quite overeager than for it to be snowing, again, still, in this very light spotty way, here on the second full day of Spring.