In the past couple of weeks, Atlanta has been setting new records for crazy high pollen counts. It's normal for yellow-green dust to coat everything here at this time of year, but this spring has been INSANE because of the mild winter and early warm temps.
Even people who've never had allergies are suffering this time around. Me, I'm more of an autumn allergy girl, so all I've had in the past few weeks has been some sinus pressure and sometimes a sore throat. No biggie compared to the snotty misery many are experiencing, that is if they're not just knocked incoherent on allergy meds.
But there is an upside. This azalea was thisclose to blooming for quite a while, and then one morning and I went out and BOOM, there it was. Despite the fact that I'm the one who planted this bush, it continues to stay alive. That must be because I've never done anything to it except dig a hole and stick it in the ground. My brown thumb hasn't touched it enough to curse it.
Ditto this lovely Japanese maple tree. I wish you all could know what a tiny twig it was when I planted it a few years ago, and now it's about five feet tall and thriving. Again, that's because I haven't done anything to it. No "gardening"--no, that's the kiss of death for any plant I get involved with. Better to just plant it, walk away, and let the pollen work its magic.