A
summery high pressure moved in after such a period of languishing humidity and
doldrums. It must have been notably still these past several days, as a gust
that came this morning, seeming to herald the arrival of the change in weather,
shook the spruce line across the road so that a mass of pollen was released.
It was
as if a living cloud had been instantly created, and we watched in wonder as it
moved quickly across the road and toward the house, shifting and mixing visibly
in the current of air like a yellowy swarm of insects or a large flock of birds
when seen at a great distance.
In
seconds, it was upon us, passing through and over, hitting the house and
lifting up and over the roof, leaving in its wake a thin coating of
powder-yellow pollen on everything, including us, who could only stand
helplessly assaulted by the spruce’s output.
Notes:
Purple/pink
phlox beginning to bloom.
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