Treed

The acequia just south of Interstate 40 and the Paseo del Bosque.

Chihuahua. I thought I was past the worst of the seasonal allergies until yesterday afternoon, when the ol’ snotlocker went haywire on me again, streaming like autoplay video.

I blame the mulberries, and perhaps the cottonwoods. Though it must be said that doing a three-hour ride down to the bosque and back was probably not exactly what the doctor ordered.

I enjoyed it, though. And it sure beat being reminded yet again that our government is a whorehouse without piano players in which a select few get laid while the rest of us get screwed.

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11 Responses to “Treed”

  1. khal spencer Says:

    If you want to avoid trees, I can recommend the Rail Trail. I rode it to El Dorado the other day and it was nice. Plan on riding it to Lamy this Sunday unless life intervenes.

  2. Pat O'Brien Says:

    Mulberries, the worst. Are there some in your neighborhood? I don’t remember seeing any. Cottonwood is a moderate allergen that doesn’t seem to bother me much. That’s a good thing, since Brown Ranch is full of them along the wash and two ponds. But ragweed is starting to show up down here, in low amounts, and that is what normally gets me in later summer. I’m off the bike for another week due to a muscle strain, so instead of riding I’m sitting here. Boo, hiss.

    Is that a duck in the canal?

    • khal spencer Says:

      The hardwood blossoms back on Long Island would literally put me into an asthma attack. One day my riding buddies had to wait while I managed to get some Albuterol into my lungs and have it take effect. So even a bad hay fever attack beats nearly going into cardiac arrest.

    • Patrick O'Grady Says:

      I expect there are mulberries around here some’eres. They can’t be planted any more, but still turn up in the city’s air-quality index.

      I’m actually starting to wonder whether my problem might be wisteria. We have a big ol’ boy curling around and about right out by the front door, flowering like a sonofabitch, and there’s a metric shit-ton of it in the ’hood.

      One of these days I should endure allergy testing again. What the hell, it’s only been about 50 years. I was miserable six months of the year when we lived near San Antone.

  3. Pat O'Brien Says:

    Well, after reading the link you provided above, I was drowning in a sea of bad “news”, none of it fake. So what to do? Being it was the 40th anniversary of “Up in Smoke”, and I was alone for a few hours yesterday evening, I pulled out the old DVD, dusted it off, and got lost in 90 minutes of Cheech and Chong. That and a couple of Pilsner Urquels straightened out my attitude.

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