The running trails this morning looked as if it had snowed. Only that white fluff wasn't snow, it was poplar fuzz.
Last weekend my dad had to power wash the truck because it was covered in a thick layer of pollen. It was gross.
I feel bad for people with severe pollen allergies; you cannot avoid it. One reason we decided to get central air conditioning actually, so we didn't have to open the windows and let all the pollens in to irritate my husband's allergies. Hang in there, spring is almost over.
Good discovery today: Namaste baking mixes don't contain potato! Yay! (This means I can eat Mickey waffles at Walt Disney World in October - at select restaurants, as some others use Bob's Red Mill mixes.)