Tankerne vandrer

So it is Spring. The long-waited warm breeze from south, the first bird songs, the yellow daffodils – everything reminds me of the warm hug of the Spring. Today it was the first time I could feel the Spring. It was fantastic!!! Soon the dearest farewell with the winter jacket will take place and I will throw mine in the dark and cold closet – to stay there the next 186 days, or probably to the rest of its days. I don’t know about others, but I get tired of my winter jackets after I have worn them a whole winter. My old jackets remind me of the dark side of the year – of the coldness of the nature, snow storms and freezing fingers, and in the same time of the warm cup of tea, the glass of red wine, the cozy pullover. Who said dark sides are always unpleasant? I like the winter, but I love the Spring. The Spring is the new beginning. The Spring is my true inspiration

I haven’t had the time to write on my blog for the past few months. I started a new part time job, and in the same time I was abroad for a week. After that school and work were shifting and stealing my time. I was also sick – the worst (thanks God not bird) influenza I have ever had took me down for 2 weeks – four days of them I was nailed to the bed. But today the weather made me write – it is so amazing that a suuny day can affect one.