“I feel an indescribable ecstasy and delirium in melting as it were, into the system of beings, in identifying myself with the whole of nature.” -Jean-Jacques Rousseau


Everywhere water is flowing, moving, seeking new adventures. Awakening the earth, trees, sprouts, bushes and bears. The melting brings a sweet song and a green promise.
What will you make of the promise of Spring?
“Because when the spring comes,
it melts the snow one flake at a time”
-Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner
“Spring rain conveyed
under the trees in drops”
-Matsuo Basho

“Daughter of heaven and earth, coy Spring,
With sudden passion languishing,
Teaching barren moors to smile,
Painting pictures mile on mile,
Holds a cup of cowslip wreaths
Whence a smokeless incense breathes.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson