Snow in June? Surely not, as she peered from her window. No, it can’t be snow, it doesn’t look right. As she moved closer, almost sticking her nose on the windowpane.
Clouds on the ground? Most odd, since the sky all around is bright blue. She would even call that sky cerulean, such a pretty name. So those clouds can’t be clouds, but what in the world are they?
So she opened her door. Bizarrely the ground was made of candy and bubble-gum. And she was now holding some flowers.
She must be dreaming… surely.
Ah well, back to bed!
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Image credit: Mehrab Sium @Unsplash
This image shows an open door from which a hand extends holding a bouquet of pinkish white flowers. This image is superimposed on an image of a cloudy sky, giving the impression that the wall with the door is resting on the clouds.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #344 photo prompt.
luna's on line 
We can’t say, it’s always snowing somewhere, can we?🥲
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Hundred percent, you’re right, Jude. It will snow somewhere in the world, in fact, it might snow a bit further up in South Africa in a few weeks!
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I know it’s always raining somewhere, or it’s always night time somewhere, but excluding the polls, snow might not match the saying.
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Remarkable story! However, winter will soon arrive there, won’t it? 😏🥰
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Alas, winter is already here, at least in Cape Town!! Definitely chilly, but fortunately not snowing! 🥶🥰😅
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Lovely take Chris. A lovely dream. Thanks for joining in.
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Such an interesting photo, eh? Thanks for that Sadje – I had to write something odd!
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Thanks dear friend.
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Love your surreal dream Chris….or was it??😀👏
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In Wisconsin, the only months that would shock us for snowfall are July and August. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaany other month is up for grabs, lol!
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Are you sure it was a dream? What if the clouds are still there when she wakes up? Hmmm… 🤔
I love your take, Chris! 😊🧡
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may to december
ten to twelve
three six nine
what s yours cannot be mine Chris
your name sake is ashamed of his texas twang
so sad
too bad
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If she is in Alaska- it could very well be snow!
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