I can't believe it - this photo was taken by a friend of mine in the Botanical Garden in Berlin - exactly two weeks ago!!
You see: there I am still wearing a thick coat (Alpaka - for those who might be on the way to catch their spray cans to protest against fur!) - and the huge model of a magnolia is artistically made from paper.
Now another artist - Spring himself - is at work. It's Real Life now, flowery scents lure and awake the senses, cool silken petals from blossoms touch gently the skin, sunbeams tease, off with that coat, no need to hold back - no glass pane between me and Life -
you're welcome.
Here my rough translation of Eduard Mörike's famous spring poem, written in 1892 (in German, "spring" is male)
It Is Spring
Spring lets his blue ribbon
Flutter through the air again,
Sweet, well-remembered scents
Touch light and hazily the ground.
Already sweet violets are dreaming,
Soon they will come.
Listen - from far away the faint sound of a harp!
Spring - yes, it is you!
I hear you coming.