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Misery

There is no dignity in going around with red-rimmed, weepy eyes, tissue in hand to wipe my running nose, sneezing. It is pure misery, but I am not sick, there are things I need to do. Whatever is in the air is making me miserable.

Maple, Oak and Cedar/Juniper . . . I am surrounded by oak trees . . .

April 4, 2012 Posted by | Health Issues, Weather | | 2 Comments

   

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