HONEYCOMB OR FURNACE FILTER

I don't know which. But it gave me a topic to write about.

Most Satiddy mornings, as Thornton Wilder called them, will find us at an area Farmers' Market. Two weeks ago we hit the jackpot.

But to hold the suspense awhile, I'll share that we buy soup, chili, pulled pork sandwiches and pita chips, gourds, some kind of spicy pickled celery, spinach artichoke dip, and other kinds of stuff that the 7 grocery stores we frequent don't offer. Including farm grown eggs.

But the focus of this entry is on bee pollen. I understand from one of my sis-in-laws or sis's-in-law that bee pollen helps with allergies. Which I have. Which have been on the increase as I age or since I moved to Arizona. So I talked to the bee pollen hawker and she gave me a three-page sheet explaining how it works and that to be effective you have to start slowly taking one granule a day and increasing it to half or maybe one small spoonful.

I used to take 160 mg of Allergan before they went all generic on me and I don't know what I was taking, but it seemed like a lot. Plus, it didn't diminish my symptoms very much. So I quit taking anything. No difference.

Until I found the pollen produced by bees in neighboring Gilbert, which evidently is close enough to Scottsdale to work effectively. But if I took it with me to MTV it wouldn't work. I had a few allergy symptoms there but not as many as AZ.

Now I'm not one who embraces a lot of home remedies or alternative healing options. I'm in total agreement with J. Vernon McGee who bases his philosophy on how God healed King Hezekiah, that is medicinally. He adds, "When you get sick, pray and call for the doctor. God expects us to be sensible."

But so far, the bee pollen is working great for me. And if the picture is of a furnace filter, well it's a good reminder than I need to change one of ours.