Fifth
Goodness me. Where did this month fly away to?
It seems like time whisks through my fingers so quickly. Was there ever a time when it did not? Somehow I seem acutely aware to time lately... No matter.
March approaches. Almost Spring! What does this city look like full of green and light? I'm eager to see the renewal of life bursting from the ice and snow.
It seems like time whisks through my fingers so quickly. Was there ever a time when it did not? Somehow I seem acutely aware to time lately... No matter.
March approaches. Almost Spring! What does this city look like full of green and light? I'm eager to see the renewal of life bursting from the ice and snow.