You wake up in the morning, you open the window and you feel a light breeze going through your hair, you hear the birds singing happily and you feel like they want to inform you something really. Spring is “next door”. What is so special about spring that makes you love it? Maybe spring represents recreation, a birth, a fresh start.Yes, a fresh start, that is what the subconscience of every man and woman desires, we need something to tell us that winter came to an end and it is bringing all problems and obstacles away.We like flowers with its colours telling us how beautiful life is in simple things, how many time we pass by them and don’t apprecciate the importance of smelling and breathing the blosoom. Everytime I notice flowers growing in my garden I remember childhood picnics in the woods or running as fast as we can in the green fields like I was trying to catch something in order to keep it always with me. Maybe I was catching those special moments to lock them in my mind forever. I have always assosiated the prettiest occassions and objects to spring, roses, bees, the most delicious fruits, birds singing, fresh lemonades, smoothies, pretty dresses, light shirts, cotton T-shirts, sandals, sunglasses, icecream, pastel colours, benchies, parks, cupcakes, holidays, people smiling at world and the world smiling back.

Now, objectively speaking there has always been a great “love spring” advertisement during the course of time, the most famous writers wrote about spring and personified it as the symbol of recreation not only of nature but of ourselves. We need to wash our problems and sorrows away but to do this we need to face “the strong and merciless” winter that will freeze our possibility to shine but as soon as the snow melts, it will melt away our worries and give us the strength to show our best colours because in the end we are like those flowers in the field living all together making it look like a velvet carpet all together but very fragile if left alone. Apart the writers even painters have always found spring not only interesting but vital for their paint. Is it because of it immensive expression level or it’s immediate effect on everyone? Maybe it gives us the strength and hope that everything will be ok because now everything is beautiful and it will prevail over the dark. The fresh start is the key to everything, we need the fresh start to tell ourselves we can do it. The recreation power of noticing everything around you in blosoom is extraordinary, nothing can beat it because it is the winner.

It is pretty obvious that spring is my favourite season but that is because as I am not a 100% positive person, sometimes even a bit shy to the world and being so I am always looking for something where I could find the right confort and confidence. I find that the little daisies growing everywhere are bringing a subjective happiness in some way and the sun “finally showing off” is there to brighten your days and make them more special and joyful. I think that Spring is there to tell us to smile more and worry less about life because in the end of Winter, Spring will always be there offer a bouquet of new sensations.