Blowing in the wind

This is the time of seasonal allergies back in California where the winter rains bring out all the wild flowers. They blanket the hillsides in an array of yellow and orange and white. Then these beauties send forth their pollen seeds, which swirl around in the air far and wide, finally settling in heavy concentrations as the wind dies. Even though this spectacle may make people sneeze, I still have to say I sort of miss it right now, being here in Iceland, where there are very few wind-pollenated flowers. 

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Ko-Leen said…
I am choking up just thinking about it

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