Saturday, April 16, 2011

Spring is coming

Girl holding onto her straw hat
ponytails flying in the air
boys laughing out loud
pink flowers blossoming
Adults chatting in their back garden
the smell of barbecues floating
and the sun beams wrapping it all with its benevolent warmth
It is Sunday.
Spring is coming...

1 comment:

  1. i want to live
    where the seasons have their own distinctions.