Monday, April 5, 2010
We were outside today (scary to think of how much ended up in my hair, on my clothes, in my sinuses and lungs), when my dear hubby looked up and said, "Where's that smoke coming from?" No, it wasn't smoke. Just a nice cloud of pollen making its way to earth.
No wonder it sounds like a symphony of coughs in church. No wonder no one can breathe. No wonder we have been through 3 boxes of tissues in as many days.
How much longer? We need a nice rain to wash it all out of the trees...