Spring comes with the old habits but the habits are mine, they are not the habits of spring as one might understand. The oldest custom in the world (not to be confused with the oldest profession in the world) is walking!
Sunday's walk was a must for me and my wife, but this pandemic has changed almost everything in our lives. It comes in waves over us, when we feel a little better and we start to think that we have escaped, hop, another wave appears.
Fortunately, spring was able to slip through these waves and come. He came with the hope that our lives would become what they were before this calamity.
The good weather, the warm sun, and a little rain made nature come to life. Almost imperceptibly we saw the flowering trees around us and the heralds of spring, snowdrops, and violets already gone.
The most beautiful park was waiting for us to enjoy the old habit of walking. I can't say that I haven't walked in this pandemic before, but now it was a walk, as in the old days. Almost ten kilometers.
The walk always starts from the Free Press Square, the entrance to Herastrau Park in Bucharest ... Romania. Beautiful weather, a pleasant temperature, and little people. What could be more enjoyable? The flowers were the first to greet us.
Trees and shrubs and bushes bloomed. A beauty that you must enjoy immediately because it will not last long.
This park has a large lake in the middle and alleys surrounding it. Everyone's favorite place to walk. On one side the water and on the other the flowering trees. There is not much to say, just walk and fresh air. A rarity in our city. One of the few places where we are far from pollution.
It seems like the park has never been so beautiful. This park was arranged almost a hundred years ago in the place where there were a forest and a swamp. The trees are left from that forest called Codrii Vlasiei and the swamp was transformed into a lake.
Because there was once a forest, in the grass are wildflowers, spring flowers!
Birds and small animals, fish. Everything was here. After the park was closed for almost six months last year, the squirrels disappeared. They were probably based solely on human food. Now I have met some wild pigeons, I have never seen this variety before.
As for the fish, I didn't see them but instead, I saw the fishermen. Where there are fishermen, there are sometimes fish. Not necessarily.
Beyond trees and flowers, the lake and small birds and animals are ... people. I like people and I like to notice them when they walk.
Spring does not deny, it is changeable. When I entered the park it was clear and sunny and after an hour it started to rain. A quiet rain that sends us home.
The walk ends where it started but now it is raining.
It was a good walk. Preparation for what is to come. Because summer will be full of walks.
Life is beautiful regardless of the passing troubles. Everything passes, unfortunately so does life, so we must enjoy every moment.
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