The period is poor in color and novelty, but it is not boring.
This morning I opened the window at six in the morning, slightly asleep without remembering to be half naked: The frost had completely whitened the landscape reminded me that the case had to wear something.
Lawns completely white and the temperature below zero are clear signs of winter still at work.
spite of this, an eye does not escape that many trees are preparing for the next flowering buds. The moon good these last few days of rest is in favor of pruning.
Saturday caught my attention a crocus: he was enjoying the warm rays of sun in the morning, completely open, to announce that sooner or later this winter will give way to spring.
is not really my thing, generally larger and photographing wary, however I just can not avoid taking a bit of color here.
This flower is worthy companion of the almond trees in flower: flower when he pleases, in winter, not when all expect it, too easy.
short, rebels by nature, without fear.
'From the moment we decide not to fear, nothing has more power against us'
(Richard Bach)
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