When the numbers are so high you can’t tell whether it’s the Powerball Jackpot or the pollen count, you know it’s cedar time in Texas. Even as the rest of the country is getting a respite from allergies, we are deep in the misery that is cedar pollen. And yes, if you’re wondering why we’ve been so quiet these last few weeks, it’s because of allergies.
By the way, that tree in the photo is not smoking, it’s releasing pollen. Or as I like to call it, the Devil’s Sneeze.
Up close each once of those millions of pollen grains look like this, with lots of little points to latch onto everything in their path – mostly you, your clothes, your hair, they’ll take whatever they can get to make you miserable.
Which is why we all feel so wretched when cedar season hits. Not just runny noses and itchy, watery eyes, (not to mention the ensuing sinus infections) but exhausted and achy, too, like getting repeatedly run over by a Mack truck. Driven by Jaws.
So if you’re enjoying an allergy free winter somewhere nice (by nice, I mean anywhere that doesn’t have cedar pollen, which means even the inside of a volcano counts as nice), please take pity on us Texans and offer a prayer for our shark ravaged sinuses.
First posted January 21, 2013