For the very first time

Everything has its first time, and this is mine, as a blogger.

To me this is new territory, frightfully exciting. I use the computer and internet on a daily basis, but this is a whole new world. Or so I've read.....

Flowers - a safe sign of spring, and this year spring came early in March, or so I thougt. Yesterday, upon returning from Easter holidays in the mountains, it began to snow. Not just a little bit, but a lot, quite depressing. And this morning when I looked outside - horror - it was still there.

As I sit and write this, I can hear the merry songs of birds, so I reckon there is hope after all. Winter is the unpredictable season that never leaves when you're tired of it, but still doesn't have the courtesy to show up for a few hours during Christmas holiday when it's actually wanted. Well, enough about the weather.

Today has been a very quiet day. To sit down, be still and let the mind wander is a good activity on a Sundaymonday. Let the tranquillity sink in and carry you into the rest of the week. Stretch the feeling of freedom, just a little further, before everyday life once again catches up with you.......