The snow is blowing wildly, coldly, across the sky. The birds are singing, the flowers are blooming (though the primroses are looking distinctly daunted) and all is the vividness of Spring.
How strange the world is.
Nook
A Tiny little bit of E-space
The snow is blowing wildly, coldly, across the sky. The birds are singing, the flowers are blooming (though the primroses are looking distinctly daunted) and all is the vividness of Spring.
How strange the world is.
We are having a vivid spring too, with cold weather in-between warmer days.
Everything feels off-kilter.