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Thursday, April 21, 2011
The Yellow Peril
I drove down a rural road this morning, turned around and came back the other way a minute later. Not only was the pollen still swirling through the air in my wake, like a grainy mist or fog, but I could see my tire tracks, as if I had driven through a light dusting of snow.
There are many lovely things to appreciate about spring, but this is not one of them.