The air was polluted with tiny tufts of cotton, which neither fell nor glided to the ground, but instead bounced around on the breeze like atoms pinging off each other before eventually descending and snagging onto any and every surface in the landscape.  Some lawns seemed to take the brunt of…

Fresh and fetching as a young bride, the dreamy white flowers floated above the branches like a thousand resting butterflies.  They fluttered effortlessly in the breeze, releasing their sweet perfume into the air. Fragrance isn’t the only thing wafting through the atmosphere as many allergy sufferers can attest to.  Pollen has hit…

Happy May!  I know.  I’m just as confused as the weather.  Snow two weeks ago and now it’s pushing the mid-eighties.  Ah, the Midwest.  I think it’s safe to say we have three seasons, and in a really good year?  Three and a half.  I’m of course dispatching Spring.  She…