'Tis now the season of the green dust here in sunny/warm/rainy/cold/balmy/frigid NJ.
Thanks to all that rain [the rain we did get as well as the rain we didn't get] - everything is in full bloom and shedding little pellets of misery on us all.
My throat is itchy, my eyes are sticky, my car is tinted green.
If we could make fuel out of pollen, I think we'd be in great shape. There's certainly a never-ending supply of it.