My daughter wanted to go throw rocks in the river so, after she finished eating her raw beets, we grabbed her tricycle and we headed towards the forest.
I wouldn’t have thought of posting anything about it, nor even talking pictures but I remembered a post I made in the middle of a snow storm about waiting for the sun to deliver us some colors. Well, today as I collected rocks so my daughter could start her fun I found this:
I don’t know the name of the flower but I can assure you that this is the first flower to bloom after the winter.
The scenery is gradually changing, there is no snow on the ground. You can see the greenery kissing the surface and the new born leaves dancing at the rithm of the whistling wind.
It’s time to start enjoying our closure to our sun and forget about the mysteries beyond it.
Sometimes I think it’s just a hole that allows us to see the light of that eternal daylight that we know it exists , but no one likes to talk about.
Let’s just keep making bubbles under the sun 😘
