The snow is finally (again) gone and I'm doing my daily quitschvergnügt around in my little garden. I take photos with enthusiasm every small engine, every little bud and welcome every single snowdrop that begins to bloom.
the very good fortune I experienced today when I returned from the garden, was back in my apartment. I felt that familiar burning sensation in my hand, that is my constant companion on summer days in the garden: nettle!!
How many times I had cursed in the past year on their hair and burning cursed, and now it was their first burn on my hand one of the most beautiful moments of the beginning of the season. I know, presumably, anyone who has gardened never explain myself crazy. But knowing all gardeners: those moments are the very lucky!
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