They're Back!

Yes, the oak worms are attacking once again.

In case you have no clue what I am talking about, oak worms are what some  call tassels.   I once called them tassels as well.  When we first moved here someone started talking about the "oak worms"; I thought they were talking about a worm attacking the oak trees.  When I questioned, I am sure you can imagine the humor I brought to the conversation.  Having lived here fifteen years, my vocabulary has adapted.

Oak worms do not attack trees, they attack me.  It seems I am highly allergic to pollen, oak being one of the most offensive.  This year I have been vigilant though.  I've taken my antihistamine every morning hoping maybe it builds up in the system (I'm sure it doesn't).  I wear gloves when working around even the least amount of visible pollen (all the time - I have seven oaks in my backyard) and I never touch my face.  And, I shower as soon as I come in from working in the yard.  I am so on top of it this year!  Do you hear the...sure you are...coming?

Not being one to dwell on feeling a bit under the weather, let's just say...

Pollen 1/Bonnie 0

Without a concern,  I decided to go out last evening to watch the birds come in to feed and bathe.  I didn't even think about the pollen floating in the air, landing on me and attacking in my sleep.  Oh, well... I did get this photo while under siege.

male house finch

I will leave you with this lovely quote and the magic of sunlight.   I'll be browsing garden magazines and dreaming of playing in the dirt another day. 

"And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it."-- Roald Dahl

I hope you found a little sun magic this weekend.