--fflo, May 26, 2008
I got out on that river. Smiley face.
It's summertime, and the livin' is muggy. Swans are bathing, and the cotton is flyin'. Cottonwood cotton, of course.
I'm visiting a series of air-conditioned spaces, in this afternoon's variation on being (in) this body in this life in this world. Kinda zoning out. Would just need the iced tea for lotsa iced tea and no deep thinkin'.
It's summertime, and the cotton is flying.