I’ve been robbed of the spring of 2020. That’s what I feel, for the first time since many years, I haven’t taken a single photograph of flowers and bugs.
But this is what there is! And I just hope that by next year, normalcy has returned to our lives and we remember this stage as a terrible nightmare and at least we’ve learned something from it.
Now it’s time to remember past springs.
Spring is full of color and details.
Life seems to be renewed.
Daffodils are faithful to their appointment every year and stand proudly.
Tulips do the same, even if they seem a little more shy.
The activity is incessant. This worker, preparing rosemary honey.
Posted as part of Lens-Artists: Spring
