The Season Of Snuffles Is Upon Us

Widdershins Worlds

That moment when you want to rip your face off and wring it out That moment when you want to rip your face off and wring it out

Up until we moved here to Widder Island six years ago I never suffered from seasonal or pollen allergies.

Although we’re protected from the worst of the ‘eau de cow-poo’ fertilizer smells this time of the year, the same cannot be said of the airborne things that cause one to go ‘AaaaaaCHooooo’ in the middle of the night, morning, afternoon, evening, that is the by-product of swathes of farmland in the Fraser Valley.

This is another reason we’re planning on moving to the Interior as soon as we find our forever home.

Pseudoephedrine is a snuffler’s best friend at these times … unfortunately it’s also a toxic friend when it has overstayed its welcome.

And then, one day quite by accident I uncovered, not a cure, but a tasty remedy for the symptoms.

Licorish.

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