Days passes by, but today I woke up with this beautiful morning red and yellow, so intense in the skies. Although it's getting a little bit colder again, I think I saw Mrs. Spring outside the window. Indeed just very short-time but I hope she comes back even quicker and stays for a long long time here.
'Spring' was always 'my' season, something that belonged to me as a child when I couldn't distinguish time and space. As a child we were asked on which day and year we were born and I just always answered ' I was born in spring'. That was my only imagination of time and space. The warmth of spring, the blossom, the birds, the longer days...Every year anew. I like living in a country where we have all the seasons running like in a circle, changing and coming every year again.
Wish you summer-, winter-, autumn- and spring- girls and boys all the best for this season!