Monday, April 18, 2022

Leaves, Pollen, Tassels

Hope everyone had a great Easter.  Ours was.  The kids and grandkids all came out to the house to eat and hunt Easter eggs.  No, I didn't cook this time.  Everyone stopped on the way over after church and got something for themselves and we ate it when they got here.  Easy way to do for the host cook.  But then we all had to deal with closed places due to it being Easter, but it worked out.

The grandkids seemed to really enjoy themselves.  Hunting eggs, water gun fights that included adults at times, cascarones.  There is confetti all over the patio and back yard.  My oldest Daughter-in-law and I solved the many world problems.  Now if we could get the rest of the world to see it our way.  Haven't figured that out just yet.

I spent quite a bit of time trying to get things cleaned up from all the oak tree leaves, pollen and tassels.  It looked better and the plan was to help keep some of it from getting tracked inside.  The last part failed.  By the time they arrived it looked almost like it did before I cleaned.  

I have a love hate relationship with Live Oaks.  They are beautiful trees and enhance the way our house looks.  Yet they cause me so much work.  I've mentioned the trimming that I have to do.  But the leaves, and the pollen, and the tassels.  Live Oak trees lose their leaves in the Spring.  Getting ready for new growth.  Then comes the neon green pollen that is everywhere.  Then the seemingly never ending tassels.  

This is just a very small sampling of leaves and a very few tassels.  The yard is probably 100 times worse.


                           Then the pollen(the photo doesn't do it justice.)


Then there is the dog.  He has green spots on his muzzle and head from doing what he does in the yard.  Snuffling in the grass.  And the tassels stick like glue to him so he drags that into the house.  Everything is neon green.  Except the grass under the trees.  That is carpeted by the brown tassels.  If you walk around under the trees for a while you get grit in your hair.  Tassels.  

Happy Trails

1 comment:

Old NFO said...

Ah yes, THAT time of the year... sigh