Restart
Winter is the time when everything comes to halt. Silence and death lies in the air, people long for color, warmth, light. Long for the restart of the circle of life in spring.
The early bloomers are harbinger of spring. In another time they might be overlooked, but now they shine like little dots in a winterly scenery.
Their delicate and humble appearance hide their strength, low on the ground they push against frost, wind and snow. To me, snowdrops and crocuses are little heroes which enthrall me every year again. Heralds, who bring anticipation of the soon-to-come spring.
Soon it is time for a restart!
