sneezes, tears and snazel drainage

It is that time of year again when all the sleepy plant life begins to awake from its long winters nap.

Trees begin to leaf out, days get longer & warmer and the lawn becomes a pleasing shade of green.  The flowers are ready to be planted and the beach is calling my name again – (it says it misses me) :->

But … as this change of season evolves, it comes at a price for some people (allergies) and property by way of pollen dust everywhere.

Puddy tat trax

You see, these are kitty tracks in the yellow pollen.

You’ll have to take my word on that since I couldn’t get Roscoe to walk across the table on command when I had a camera at my disposal.

Each day there are more tracks and other strange shapes popping up. I know they are Roscoe’s tracks because he is an indoor pet – never allowed out – no other cat allowed in and the doxie is too little to jump up that high so by process of elimination —- he’s it.

And because he is a black and white tuxedo kitty, this is the time of year when he breaks out of his ho-hum color palate and adds a little yellow to his wardrobe lineup. (again, he wouldn’t pose for a picture)

Still Puddy tat prints well, a butt print anyway

This is what greeted me today when I walked onto the porch to let my doxie out in the yard to do her, um, “business”.

I had to study this for a minute to realize how this one was made.  I had no doubt it belonged to Roscoe but just what was I looking at?

After reviewing it a moment, I could clearly make out it was where he sat down on his behind with his tail curled up slightly behind him.  Cute, huh?

He truly enjoys sitting in the screened porch because he thinks he’s “outside”.  He keeps tabs on all the action in the ‘hood from his vantage point here atop the glass table.

Why, you might ask, do I not just wipe that table off?  It’s simple.  This yellow dust which lays to rest on anything horizontal comes back day after day for some time.  You also need to know how difficult this is for me to resist the urge to clean it off everyday – (my daughters have  joked with me for years saying I’m a bit OCD) but I know back in the recesses of my well organized, spic and span, handy-dandy catalog of how to keep a home, I am breaking some kind of rule by not cleaning off that table top 3 times a day and  if needed, every day…..I just know it!  Maybe I am the only one who feels this way….. no?

There are greater powers at work in this.  I know the yellow dust must come during the time when flowers are blooming and redefining our landscapes in front yards and back yards all over the U.S.  It is wondrous to see.  When I see the tree limbs become plump with buds, I know the flowers are not far behind so I watch with great anticipation.  And each new day, I study the progress those flowers have made on each and every limb and before I know it, I find myself grinning ear to ear because God has seen fit to provide me with  another season which lets me know He cares about what is important to me.  He causes these lives to awake and say;

Hello, world

backyard tree

These  are the things which make me happy, they make me smile and I wish they always looked like they do right now because they bring  joy to my heart.  Currently I am trying to figure out how to make that happen (at least with the flowers blooming in MY yard)  I want to see blooms of some sort all year long because it reinvigorates me.

If I have to endure the pollen and the sneezing and snayzel drainage that comes with it;

Well, I will not complain, it’s a good trade.

Blessings,

Selena