Spring woke me up over the weekend. Impatiently peering into my windows, she winked at my cat, Luna, who was staring at the sun, sitting as if hypnotized on the windowsill. When I entered the living room, she looked at me and I saw a timid question in her eyes.
Shall we go?
Without thinking, we ran to the park without breakfast. We wanted to bathe in the first rays of the sun that we missed so much. The first crocuses peeking out of the ground flirted with us, and the sleepy rays of the sun gently touched our skin the whole time. Luna decided to say hello to the trees and threw herself into their half-naked arms. We are impatiently waiting for the park to be filled with greenery so that we can run together on the grass. It was a fantastic Saturday morning.
If you've never been thrilled to the very edges of your soul by a flower in spring bloom,
maybe your soul has never been in bloom. - Audra Foveo