A house under renovation
two trees blooming outside
on a grey, cold, silent afternoon
in Spring.
A leaf floating downstream, darkening as it descends the frigid waters
then another leaf, then leaves, twirling in little whirlpools.
At the curve of the path, river rushing behind you, rises a small hill, on which are sprinkled the colorful signs of Spring, all sorts of yellows, blues, pink.