Damn trees

The Pacific Northwest is a wonderland of tree hormones as of late. All the trees are flowering, leading other on with a deft wave of a branch, spreading pollen through the air in voluptuous clouds.

The side effect of all this is that I am sneezing pretty much all the time. And when I'm not sneezing my lungs out, I have a sinus headache.

Originally I thought this was a side-effect of imbibing too much Collaborator Pre-Prohibition Lager, a fine beer and an example of what American beer was like before the evils of drink were discovered, banned, and later re-established.

Currently reading Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell, which feel a bit like Jane Austen writing Harry Potter books, with a side-trip into Little, Big.

Hard to believe this is her first novel—I'm really looking forward to many more.