Spring in our neighborhood
A small park, five minutes away from our home. Every week I love to go here and to see how it changes through the seasons. Love how the wind moves the grass. The sound of it, the songs of birds and the buzzing bees are the only things I can hear. Just God and me ...
The wind smells of blooming Damson trees and violets.
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