I swear I won’t let my love of alliteration and internal rhymes turn this into a series of posts named for Disney’s seven dwarfs. But it so happens that I woke up this morning all puffy and snuffly, sneezing nonstop for a half hour or so until my antihistamine pill kicked in. Could be caused by the thin veil of smoke that’s wafting all across the American West this August; seems more likely that some species in the area is at that special point in its life cycle when it’s compelled to release billows of pollen into the air. Good luck with your reproduction, mystery plants. I’ll be keeping the windows shut and sneezing it out.