Pollen Borg

Im sitting here at my desk, on the 9th floor of the building, facing out the window, when some weather blows in. I'm thinking maybe it's a dust storm. I've seen those come through before, it's really odd to watch. But as this yellow cloud moves closer, I realize, it's not dust. The wind is whipping the pollen off of the freaking oak trees. It's a HUGE cloud of oak pollen, and it's only getting bigger as it goes along. I'm watching the trees start waving in the wind, and then all of the sudden, a denser yellow cloud makes is way from the tree to join the rest of the crowd. I don't know if maybe there is something in the trees that says "hey, they are pollinating, I should too!" or if it was just the way the wind was blowing, but I swear, it happened sequentially through the trees. (does that even make sense?) Yeah, I think it's time for food. . . But that means I have to go out there. . .