The trees outside my window are so happy for the recent rains and warm weather it’s hard not to share their joy, even though they are torturing me with gouts of bright yellow pollen that make my eyes itch and my nose run. I love this marker of the changing seasons anyway. In past years, the pollen has gotten so thick that you can see it billowing on the air, great golden clouds shimmering in the sun. These trees are in the business of making more trees. Even better is when it rains – a short reprieve from allergies and then rain puddles all lined with yellow.