Butterflies and Snow Swirls

I was sitting under a tree today and the wind started to blow. At that moment, there was a school of children aged around three and four walking by. The wind blew the small white flower petals off the tree and they went flying up in a burst. The petals surrounded me, swirling and caught in my hair. The children saw the petals dancing through the air and one young boy stepped away from the crowd and yelled, “Look, look! Look at all the butterflies.” While another child chimed, “It looks like snow!.”