Whenever the sun comes out, spring in the Mid-Ohio Valley is so beautiful that the idea of living anyplace else seems ludicrous. The dogwoods are going crazy, the neighbors' azaleas and lilacs have burst into bloom, and outrageously-orange Oriental poppies are trying to take over our front yard. If it weren't for the little matter of tree pollen, I'd probably live outside.
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