in Just- spring when the world is mud- luscious the little lame balloonman whistles far and wee and eddieandbill come running from marbles and piracies and it's spring when the world is puddle-wonderful the queer old balloonman whistles far and wee and bettyandisbel come dancing from hop-scotch and jump-rope and it's spring and the goat-footed balloonMan whistles far and wee
over night came
to the city
The winter was grey, grey, grey.
Relief and nostalgia courses through the air.
Today is here. Look and listen to the birds’ joy!
A true Awakening of Spirits and an innocent delight in rebirth of nature’s storms and splendors made me venture out to take a few photos.
Peace to everyone wherever you may find your self.
The Heart Sutra Mantra: