The air is charged with anticipation -
green stalks stretch from bulbs to break free through the soil,
trees laden with buds are alive with the birds busy building nests within their branches,
the flowers are ready to explode --
everyone and everything is under the spell of Spring.
I don't know why.
Some things just don't have rational answers.
Most things under the spell of Spring don't.
My dream continues ...
all photos by stranded starfish