A german poet, Rainer Maria Rilke, once wrote
"Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night."
I think the burst of life which is typical of spring could not be described better.

Here in Italy we have had the warmest month of March of the last two centuries, it seems.
I enjoy flowers in all their forms and shapes, they bring me a special season mood directly into my daily environment.