May 7th, 2006

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THIS USERPIC IS EERILY REFLECTIVE OF HOW MY EYES LOOK RIGHT NOW, ONLY MINE ARE REDDER

I was early to our choir concert today and I sat out in the garden to wait and I closed my eyes and lifted my face to the sunlight and burned the insides of my eyelids to red. Behind my eyes the red intensified and it glowed molten and got richer and deeper and orange (orangier?) with every second. I kept thinking it would go black but it never did and then I couldn't stand it anymore and I had to open them and cool them off with the sight of white hyacinth and wind-blowsy daffodils.

Spring has boiled over in Sweden and things are a-popping. Anders has even mowed the lawn once already! The bird cherries are clouds of white and forsythias flame over every garden fence. 20 minutes south in Malmö the magnolias and cherry trees are blooming, and the trees have already started to fill out. Up here the leaves are still so new that they almost look as if they don't belong to the tree, they look more as if a hovering cloud of motionless green butterflies have surrounded the bare trunk and branches of each tree and are waiting to attack.

Speaking of attack: AAAGH MY EYES!! THEY ITCH! If I'm outside for more than 10 minutes I start sneezing and then I sneeze and sneeze and sneeze and I blow through a pack of tissues and then I can't stop the irresistible urge to just rub my eyes once, just to squash the itch and HA! When your eyes itch like this you cannot rub them just once, suddenly you are rubbing and RUBBING AND RUBBING and AAAGH MY EYES!!! They're on fire, they're burning!! Stupid $%#@! allergies.

I am dying of allergies. Whatever you do, don't send flowers.