Spring Is Upon Us, So Are the Sniffles

The season and I are frenemies

Anaya Nosso

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Photo by Drew Coffman on Unsplash

Every year I get tricked into thinking can spend time mozying about in nature, lounging on metal benches fully immersed in a summer beach read anticipating what’s to come.

The weather is warm the air is clear until I get caught in a swirl of fuzzy, feather-like flowers.

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Anaya Nosso

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