We are all waiting // + February Playlist

Aren’t we all waiting for Spring? Aren’t we all tired of heavy coats and wool hats? I want to feel the grass under my feet and I want flowers on the kitchen table. In the forest I see the first fresh grass growing out of dark brown soil and it shines in this bright green that we see all the time in Summer, but miss in the dark times. From our windows I now see the torrential river since the heavy clouds brought rainy weather. It’s flowing behind the weeping willow that is not standing still for a second. The wind is intense for weeks and so if we are lucky not only rain and clouds are above us, but also sun and the first warm breaths of air. It feels almost surreal this warm air in my face. Then I always wonder about this time when I won’t feel it anymore, because it’s getting warmer every day and it maybe doesn’t seem as special in our eyes. And this thought makes me sad, because isn’t it like that with many things in life?