on my 2nd cup of coffee already.
another morning of the spring light
tickling the eyelids.
this time of year is glorious,
but has a tendency
to make you a little restless at the same time
- do you find the same?
the earth awash with wood anemone
- or windflower,
as it is also known.
i think over here it is often seen
as a sweet & tender
encapsulation of spring,
but i rather love that notion of
the sense of wild
a tender wildness,
that's exactly how spring seems to feel.