Never Wear White

There is an old rule handed down through generations. 

A rule unquestioningly obeyed by those who fear the wrath of fashion mavens.

Never wear white after Labor Day.

But,  no one told the clouds



or the frozen streams of  January.

 

No one told the snowflakes

or the hay bales, lonely and forgotten in the field



No one told the roads



or the trees





Which leads me to believe...

that perhaps there are some rules...

some silly, man made rules...

that are made to be broken...



At least by God.