It is the rising of spring.

Silver-grey and sleep melt into beautiful colours-

Flowers, trees, the yellow promise of sunshine; radiant and light.

A time for merry dances under the warm sky, walks in grass just a little higher than your knee, of billowing skirts and bare feet

A day for meandering, traversing the vast open land through brown leaf-pages of a book, to cast a quiet spell on gentle wind and golden-fresh air

A moment of peaceful magic, that steals into your soul and warms the cockles of your heart...

Is it love? Is it serenity? Or perhaps awakening?

Raisins and dew dry in the sun - like how you air your hibernating dreams and chilled memories, and watch them fly away, away

Up into the clouds to complete this picture-perfect-photo of nature.