The Fresh Air of Springtime

This is the time of year when the early morning sun transitions from delighting us with the sparkling glint of ice crystals to stopping us by the door with the murky haze of pollen.

AhhhhChoooooo!

Yes, the beauty and color of the blooming trees and flowers and the amazing unfolding of the tree leaves and sudden burst of grass growth has the terrible downside of emitting billows of yellow and green pollen clouds. Well, terrible for some of us anyway.

I happen to be one of the people who managed to live almost my entire adult life without even a hint of an allergy issue. It came on gradually with the first sign being a stuffed up nose when mold levels were high. The next stage was sniffles when the word mold was even mentioned in the allergy alerts. I started thinking I was becoming a hypochondriac and stopped watching the allergy reports.  But the symptoms continued, none the less.

I finally gave in to totally wallowing in all the pollen reports. Oak. Yes. Maple. Yes. Ash. Yes. Hickory and walnut. Yes, yes. You name it, I sneezed at it.

I do still take solace in the beauty of Spring time and the relief that it is no longer the bitter cold, colorless time of winter. That and a good sized bottle of allergy pills.