Today - at 11.02 a.m. (in Italy) - Spring come back to us! ^__^
Birds sing stronger to celebrate the Event and I, in front of such Intensity in spite of the last Winter's breath, can't help thinking about Emily Dickinson's verses:
I'm the little "Heart's Ease"!
I don't care for pouting skies!
If the Butterfly dealy
Can, I, Therefore, Stay away?