So far, the year 2025 has been about as enjoyable as a soggy Vegemite-and-onion sandwich. It stinks, has stunk, and there’s more stinkiness in the forecast. Not that I’ve inhaled all the stinkiness that 2025 has had to offer … so far. I can’t inhale it all because my sinuses are clogged with about half of Georgia’s record-setting pollen. Spring never bothered me before, but this year it’s making up for giving me a half-century pass on allergies. Apparently, Trump’s not the only one on a vengeance tour — so is Mother Nature. I know that I need to stop […]
Saved by the smell
