Springtime woes

As I reach for another Claritin and add yet another used Kleenex to the growing mountain in my trash can, I face the embarrassing reality that I am an allergy sufferer...in May.

I know many a dubious reader will ask, "How bad can they be this late?" I have to admit, I would have been a skeptic as well, BUT NOW my grave condition is testimony to the severity of the situation.

I look at the plants I have so tenderly raised from birth and suspicions cloud my thoughts:
"Could it be you, lovely Gerber daisy?"
"Or you, my delicate day lily?"
As of yet, no evidence has surfaced to directly implicate any individual.

There must be a botanical answer to this perplexing question. Until then, I will just keep breathing...and sneezing.