Check out this map. It's the pollen count today all over the country, with the Deep South practically covered in it. (The red states/regions. Amazing how this mirrors Republican voting trends.) Anyway. You go outside and there's this sort of yellow haze, which isn't to be confused with the haze we get in the summer. The cars are covered in it. When we get another big rain, puddles of pollen will cake along curbs and roadsides.
Here's a definition of pollen:
"The male element in flowering plants; usually a fine dust produced by the anthers, which, by contact with the stigma effects the fecundation of the seeds. This impregnation is brought about by means of tubes (POLLEN-TUBES) which issue from the pollen-grains adhering to the stigma, and penetrate through the tissues until they reach the ovary."--WorldwideSchool.org
Who knew? (Probably lots of people, actually, but I didn't know it was this, um, sexual.)
Pollen also wreaks havoc on people with allergies.
Thought about writing a poem about pollen, but the only rhyming word I can come up with is Holland.
Any other ideas?
1 comment:
I could breathe easier when the leaves were fallin'.
I know one thing: the Nasonex is callin'.
By the look of that map, it's also bad in N'awlin(s).
OK, that's all I got
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