Early Spring

For almost half a year I waited for this day, just to feel the smell and the colour of the Spring, I know it is too early and we still can have some disappointments, but nevertheless a day like this must be a breakthrough and celebrated. This afternoon I run from my Art class only having in mind to reach home, warm up my food and seat outside in the garden and enjoy the Sun and listen whatever could be listened. And I did it, even if the excitement took my sugars very low.

It is funny I start to have a reputation of an Artist in my road, this neighbour in front of Us who is moving out has offered to me her art left overs, a lot of watercolour paper, but also books for Olivia. This small things are so special.