The snow does fade as tender shoots break through the thawing ground. The world awakens from its frosty shade, with whispered hopes of warmth and life unbound.

In twilight's gentle glow, the seasons blend, the snowdrop blooms, the winter's brittle end, A beacon of the springtime's gentle care.

Brings back childhood memories foraging for chestnuts in autumn. I'll keep this spot in mind. 💚

Looking around Blue Sky for the first time today. Hoping to meet lots of like-minded people. 🌻