In North Carolina, there is a fifth season. It is the shortest of all seasons, but it has significant impact on each and every person within the central and eastern regions in particular.
This, is pollen season. Pine pollen, to be precise. And it’s happening right now.
The first time I experienced it was right after I moved to NC (10 YEARS AGO!). I was just staring out a window at the office and noticed that the air seemed…thick. Translucent, even. As though there was a pall of smoke drifting, perhaps a small forest fire was happening, but no, this was different. And why was my car green at the end of the day rather than its usual white? That was pollen, all pollen. Amazing.
Today, as I was driving in to work, I saw an AMAZING manifestation of just how hot for it the pine trees are right now. The tree circled in the below pic was the hottest of them all, for as I passed it a puff of wind caught its branches and a thick CLOUD of pollen was released into the wild. It was really very impressive, and I’m sure the sticky tips of all nearby cones are ripening with new life even as I type this. Just that one outburst alone could likely have populated hundreds of acres of pines if it had been more precisely applied!
Nature is messy.
I now regret leaving the house windows open this morning.
We finally waved the green flag at a foundation company to come shore up the underpinnings of our saggy ol’ house. Apparently, foundation business is really great right now, as the earliest they could get us on the schedule is 11 May.
One more month of fun-house bouncy floors! Whee!!
I think that because I came in late today I should leave early, don’t you? There are bad storms coming into the area and I’d like to be home before they start. A man was killed last night when a storm front came through. He was struck by lightning in the parking lot of a Michael’s craft store and died later at the hospital. Scary stuff. Nobody ever really expects to get struck by lightning and killed, you know?
Also what nobody really expects, but I saw yesterday: a car wreck that tore the front off one car and completely bashed in the side of another, in a WALMART PARKING LOT.
How recklessly do you have to drive to get into THAT kind of an accident in a PARKING LOT?
So yes, two things to not expect, both of which can kill you nearly dead (or, all the way, as the unfortunate young man at Michael’s discovered (or didn’t, depending on his state of consciousness.)). PLENTY of reason for me to go home and hunker down with some HP Lovecraft, wouldn’t you agree?