The search for spring

After long and frosty winter I can wait for the spring to come. Here in Iceland you never can be sure when winter is letting go and the spring time has started.

I captured some signs of spring in my own backyard, it is always a joy when you see them....

The poem is by a little girl called Caitrin, I think she is in the 3d grade. I found it on the internet when searching for spring inspiration and fell for the simplicity of it - a young poet in the making :)
Have a lovely evening
Knús
S