The Renews of a weary Spirit

It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men’s hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanation from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit.
Robert Louis Balfour Stevenson

I’m having trouble staying inside at the moment.
Bad weather has rather been a rule than an exception for a long time.
But suddenly the light is back.
Old forgotten colours seem as new ones.
Colours vaguely remembered are back.
The warm sunny shades of the grass.
The many shades of green lichen light up on ancient oak trees.
Oh, there are many more shades than I mention here.
The ice-covered lake reflects the blue sky and makes you forget the cold.
The deer’s brown colour with beige and white markings are shining bright in the sun.
But you might get a clue from the pictures below.
The birds are singing. The deers are grazing and people are smiling happily.

18 thoughts on “The Renews of a weary Spirit

  1. We too had some sunny, albeit cold, days! So great to be out again and notice that during my absence numorous flowers have startet to emerge. When I stopped and asked a tiny yellow flower how this had happened, she said: We couldn’t wait for you Peter. We do not let a little greyness keep us down. Be happy! We are here to greet you! Flowers are wiser then humans sometimes might think.

    • Ah!, Peter. I like that story a lot 🙂 I will keep it in mind and have a chat with the next flower I meet on my way 🙂 …because grayness is here again!
      Wish you sonny days and flowers too,

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