― Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast
Those tiny buds are starting to pop. The vibrant green dots the landscape. I think that spring is trying to make an appearance in the chilly winter scene.
Spring brings a sort of hope to life. A new beginning. A rebirth. The soft and sweet warmth that life and love brings to a new year. The death of winter slowly saying, ‘so long…’ Who could not help but be happy with a hint of change in the air?!
“It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine…”