And I'd just like to say here, make it very clear, that if my eyes look red and teary next Saturday it has NOTHING to do with wedding. Spring weddings happen in a haze of pollen. The trees are just beginning to get leaf buds, the forsythia is blooming, tulips are pushing up through the dirt, and my eyes are leaking, my nose is twitching, and I'm already sneezing. And this is just the beginning. Next weekend is the beginning of the Cherry Blossom Festival so you know someone is planning for those trees to be leafed out, pollen full, and active.
Next Saturday no one will have to throw rice or anything, Frank and I will be walking through a yellow haze as the horny trees and flowers all go at it with a vengeance. Next time we do this, it will have to be in November.
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