I was sitting in the parklike setting that is Journal center today, having lunch, when a gust of wind sent a swirl of cottonwood cotton hither and yon. It was lovely, and is properly a thing to make one happy.
I was sitting in the parklike setting that is Journal center today, having lunch, when a gust of wind sent a swirl of cottonwood cotton hither and yon. It was lovely, and is properly a thing to make one happy.