snow topped hills peek out upon the horizon last weeks frost lingers in the thick earth the sun is higher in the blue, volcanic ash-free skies bare branches stretch out proudly showing off their new buds crowded cafe tables clutter the streets renewed vigour and hope drowns out the winter blues daffodils stand tall wave bravely, a new hairstyle trashed in the fresh breeze exposed hands and feet in open toe shoes, chilled manicured toes and fingernails, defiantly painted slut red sunglasses perched at the ready on head breathing deeply of the sweeter spring air the promise of new beginnings
