bubbles

I felt a kind of tiny sparkle of spring in the air, though it is early Januari.
Since the snow disapeared, leaving the grass green again,
I heard the birds for the first time singing again this morning !

It feels as if a long cold night is coming to an end.

As if forgotten how it felt like... a long forgotten memory coming alive again...

Spring

birds singing...
warm gentle sunrays...
hearing the sound of bulbs, growing under the ground.
I realised how I had missed it, without me knowing that it had been lost.