Awakenings

So I'm back here, this blog is getting addictive, but is also a harmless place to talk. Feelings, well, it's like the song goes, straight from the heart, when you say nothing at all so maybe that's a sign I should shut up. But I can't. I want to tell the world how it's become so beautiful overnight, how hibernation is over, and it's time to live. And maybe the world doesn't care, but I don't either. Now this picture is a big favourite of mine, the Dutch masters did some really stylish river scenes, featuring pastoral landscapes and wild clouds. For some reason, they didn't include women in wet t-shirts, which is just a grievous oversight, if you ask me. Call it rebirth, or whatever, but I am on one very happy cloud, and I'm there to stay.