Raining, even hail pouring down from the sky these past days. And I am remembering last years trip to Rudenstams with the kids and the hubby. How I love, no ADORE spring. This season is by far my favorite. Nature comes alive again and blossom shows of it’s beauty all around. Blossom is the promise of more to come! Blossom is the sweet comfort after a long winter gone by. Blossom makes me dream. For my creative heart this is the beginning of a burst of fun ideas! Photoshoots in all sorts of forms go through my mind. Yes, as you can tell. I like spring!
“Wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight,
At the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more,
When he bares his teeth, winter meets its death,
And when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.”