Cotton Balls from Heaven

This year in Berlin Summer came early and Spring came late. Following a catastrophically cold Winter it remained frigid and dark well into what should have been Spring. But then, the day after I moved into my new place, it happened. Almost as though Berlin was showing its sign of approval, the sun came out and came on strong. The wind of Spring with the warm of Summer.

Glorious.

One wholly new phenomenon is the Pappel. A soft white flower, its buds bloom like wisps of cotton wafting through the air and filling the city streets. In the absence of allergies, it is truly a magical site. All over is a thin layer of white. Its almost like Berlin snows year round- schnee (snow) in the winter, cotton in the spring followed by the gorgeous changing leaves of the fall. Its amazing to live somewhere with seasons. And every time it changes, I feel new. I say, let it rein.