There's all this cotton in the sky everywhere. I adore it. Yes, it means I'm inhaling other bad polleny things and my allergies have been a little nuts lately, but it's still cool to see. When I was a little kid we had a gigantic cottonwood tree in our back yard that dropped stuff all year round, but in May the cotton would start and it'd layer the grass with a thick coat of cotton like snow. I would run through the yard and pretend I was in outer space, zooming in between white stars. They were everywhere and it was just like warp drive on TV, I was sure of it.