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Oh Hayfever, How Have I Missed Thee?

29 March 2012

The darkness recedes, the days grow less dim. Buds push out from the tips of branches, bulbs split underground. Chandeliers of magnolia candles glow out from the gloom. Blossoms burst forth in a shower of froth against the blue sky.

Spring is here! Vital, glorious, hopeful!

At least it is, for two days, and then the birch pollen wakes up and my hayfever begins. Flowers are glimpsed through tears of irritation, blooms barely sniffed. Last night’s run through Regent’s Park in 20 degree heat (yes, heat, this is England) was fabulous, but for the drifting waves of pollen.

Ah, but the bliss of this morning’s run through the cement garden of Archway – the fake flowers in the hanging baskets of my local pub, the tree-less streets and bricked over gardens, the clouds of fumes from passing cars. A treat for the eyes and nose. A sight, indeed, for sore eyes.

3 Comments leave one →
  1. 29 March 2012 10:53 am

    I can feel it, too. My nose has been itching for a week now… 😦

  2. 29 March 2012 12:27 pm

    Me too, throat’s been itching. While I’m enjoying the current warm weather, part of me is praying for (light) rain on marathon day…

  3. 29 March 2012 12:59 pm

    I’m not sure about marathon day weather – I’m not sure I have the clothes for light rain… though maybe I do for light rain in May. I guess my ideal is 15 degrees and overcast with NO wind.

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