Day 151 Pixie Dust

My oldest daughter called me outside for this.  She said I had to see it.  Sunlight was spilling past the house and hitting the garden causing the flowers to take on an ethereal light.  What impressed her though was the air.  Cottonwood was flying everywhere and it caught the light just right.  The scene was pretty amazing, spring flowers, golden sunlight and what appeared to be pixie dust drifting down.  She was right, I had to see it, it was pure magic.


  1. At my own house I would tell the little ones that they were fairies flitting to and fro. Great job capturing the essence of the moment.


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