Pollen for Days

It resides in all the lovely blooms and blossoms. The wind blows, and it’s airborne. It floats, it falls. It coats our porch. It covers our car. It sticks to our terriers. It overshadows the splendor of spring. The pollen invasion is on. Spring in Mayberry: I sneeze, my nose runs more than usual, my…

Mayberry Morning

The sun was out. The dogs sniffed the air and began walking the streets of Mayberry with me. Songbirds called from the trees. We reached the second stop sign and the warm breeze felt great, but I turned us towards home. I sneezed twice and reached for my linen hankerchief. Hello, Allergies. Back at home,…

Weeding in Low Vision

My allergies relented due to some recent thunderstorms. When the sun emerged, my husband and I caught up on yard work. He cut down bushes while I weeded out the flower beds. When I look down to pull a weed, the silicone oil in my eye shifts, clouding my vision. To minimize the oil shift,…

Allergies

Spring arrived and brought with it pollen, grass cuttings, budding trees, and whatever else blooms. How quickly I miss the cold blanket of winter. My allergies developed when I moved south of the Mason-Dixon line, but this year I’m feeling the hurt. I appreciate eye soreness from sinus pressure rather than eye surgery. It’s the…