Here she comes

Sun. Light. Warmth. Well-being. Re-birth. Awakening. Bliss.

Spring. She is there. With her bright smiling face and her generosity. Snow is melting, birds are signing, darkness inside is flooded with light. 

I thought I would never survive the winter. That was a hard one. I mean hard. The hardest.

But Spring is here. With her gentle laugh, her soft whispers and her caressing breeze.


jeweledrabbit said...

This winter was indeed hard. I'm going through a bad funk myself right now. I hope that the coming of spring will get me out of it.

I'm glad to hear you're feeling better. :o)

Little Gray Pixel said...

Tell me about it. I'm ready for spring.