It’s spring! Oh, no – it’s gone!

England, stop messing with my head!

For a few days in February, it was not March or April but proper May, if not June, and my frozen heart thawed. Did yours as well?

After the best summer for decades, I had to endure a long and dark winter, longer and darker than ever before, or so it seemed. And then, suddenly, comes spring…  Or summer, and it’s 20 degrees and sunshine and, for a moment, short like a stolen kiss, I dared smile again.

It’s gone now, of course.

While we wait for another brief visit of a better world, enjoy this flower who seduced me with her simple beauty just before.

And listen to this song, a cover of an old Roy Orbison tune, that reached my ears like a warm wind from friendly lands.