February 24, 2016

another morning

label: still here — CV @ 2:15 PM

I was on a morning walk and the spring was in the air. The trees were alive and talking about spring, while the birds sang a chorus to that talk. There was no silent corner in anywhere. The trees were creaking and crackling, shaking the ice off of them. It felt like you can literally hear how the juices have started to move and the trees awake. The snow was falling with soft thumps. Ice on the river had its own music to play. Spring is coming!

PS. Head vabariigi aastapäeva!

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