The gray skies of winter have lifted, but not before planting the seeds of spring’s sorrow — allergies. It’s actually not too bad, but my eyes are having the worst of it. They were extremely watery and strands of gooey stuff built up. They didn’t react well to whatever pollen or dust quafted through the air.

I guess it looked worse than it felt because a lot of people were commenting about it.

Things seem to be better now, I hope it’s because the pollen has settled down. I’ve armed myself with the usual medicines and treatments.