Spring has arrived, like it does every year. Even if you have seen it all before the previous year, it feels like somehow you missed it all, and say to yourself; "was this here before? was it this beautiful?"
It probably was that beautiful the year before, nature always is magnificent, it is our memories that are a bit strange. It holds on to certain things and releases some others, and sometimes we don't even have a choice in the ones we keep or release. We remember the beauty in general, but not all the details. I think that is how we manage to see it all as if it were brand new each time (at least that is how it happens to me).
Amsterdamse Bos. The wind is taking them away, little by little, and even that is a beauty to witness. It is like the softest and most beautiful rain. They will go away, and they will come back again, pretending it is their first time blooming. Next year I will pretend all over again.
Todays is the last day to enter the GIVEAWAY.
Have a beautiful weekend ahead,