Shadows

Indoor spring

Colours

Intermezzo. With flowers

Spring snow. Blossom

A cold wind stirs the blackthorn
     To burgeon and to blow,
Besprinkling half-green hedges
     With flakes and sprays of snow.

Thro' coldness and thro' keenness,
     Dear hearts, take comfort so:
Somewhere or other doubtless
     These make the blackthorn blow.

Christina Rossetti, Verses

Spring snow. 春雪

Return to Switzerland

Once again, we've had the chance to spend our winter holidays on the Swiss riviera. It seems to me that I could spend days walking here by the lakeside. We all enjoy it. 

It may be for the best, though, that I do not live there (as I'd love to), or "bateaux de papier" would probably turn into " a thousand views of the Leman"!