Friday, March 12, 2010
Do you live in Central Texas? Then by all means please take a look at any live oak tree close to you. If you live here, there will doubtless be many to choose from. Go ahead, I'll wait.
You see? Watch for longer than 30 seconds and I guarantee you're seeing leaves dropping to the ground like sand in an hourglass.
It is "that time" again. Live Oak Leaf Fall comes first. Then the airspace under each tree will be filled with inchworms dropping on their silk lifelines and then BAM! Central Texas will be coated with pollen just as surely as if Emeril himself had been seasoning our world.
I am preparing as best I can, stocking up on tissues and reserving loads of books from the library because starting, oh, about RIGHT NOW and lasting as long as it takes for the leaves to come back and the pollen dangles to go away, I am on indoors quarantine.
Not that I can't leave the house, but every time I do try to be outside for any length of time I begin to sneeze, feel flushed, nose drips like a faucet, heart speeds up and my body adrenalizes like I just ran a race. I know it SOUNDS like fun.....
And yes, I do the whole allergy medicine dance. Faithfully. But I grew up here, I developed my allergies here, and solong as I stubbornly choose to live here I will simply have to take my seasonal knocks.
I'm just saying (OK - it sounds like I am whining and maybe I am - just a little) that my garden will have to fend mostly for itself for a while. I'll be out, briefly, in the late afternoons when the pollen counts are down, or those days it mists rain and I can work for a bit in rain washed air, but mostly I'll be in.
thermometer and the oak trees and the bluebonnets (and my nose) never lie. It is by golly SPRING!
Happy happy Spring, y'all! Be sure to fully enjoy the mildness before the death star heats back up and the Season of Complaining and Ducking Into Shade is upon us.
This is what we pay for, annually, this is our trade off, the sunny days filled with wildflowers. Enjoy, be merry, if you do venture out and about, please don't trample the bluebonnets.