Spring is a time of growth and rebirth. The world wakens from its winter slumber. Flowers, grasses, and trees burst into color and life. Spring is when we are made new.
And it is making me utterly miserable.
The pollen content of this spring air is as high as I can remember. I'm one of the Hay-Fever sufferers sneezing and hacking through this week.
I'm glad that spring is here. I love the new green and all the flowers. But I am tired of feeling like crap.