It is winter and I am dreaming of the spring. When the sun is getting warmer, the flowers are growing and their stems are proudly looking up to the sky. The world is getting more colored. Red, yellow and blue flowers all over the gardens and parks. The leafes on the trees are getting bigger and bright green. The people are happy and laughing due to the sunshine and warm air.
I am looking forward to the spring.
Actually the winter is wet and cold here. I am sitting with a hot coffee in front of the fire place and I wish, time would passing by faster.
Come on, dear spring. I am waiting for you.