Spring has sprung with the wisteria blooms a fragrant memory and the magnolia trees about to burst forth in magnificent white fragrant blooms. I tend to mark time passing in the spring by the fragrance in the air, and there's no better surprise than a wonderful scent wafting in the air as I ride by on my bike. Of course, the downside to all these blooms is the amount of pollen in the air--or actually on my car. The poor silver thing has taken on a distinct greenish cast, which literally screams out to any passerby, "Wash me, please. My owner keeps waiting for the rain to do it--and it ain't happening." In fact, we are about five inches short on rain this spring, and even when the forecast calls for an 80% chance of rain, we receive nary a drop. Still, it's been good weather for bike riding and hope springs eternal that one of these days the weather forecasters will be successful and it will actually rain when predicted. Until then, I'll enjoy every breath, especially when not accompanied by a pollen-induced fit of wheezing.