Happy Easter and spring is coming!

Happy Easter to who ever might see this sleeping blog...

Every year I have the feeling that the winters get more tiresome and the longing for spring becomes almost physical. Might be my age....  But I have noticed it again and again over the last years... This last winter was particularly tedious. 

Many friends and colleagues have commented on the fact that the waiting for some sunshine and the first green shots is becoming almost a religious yearning for redemption, for hope and for promise of something better to come. And when it arrives, almost over night, when there is a small window of opportunity, some warm sun, some warm wind and, hey presto, a lovely light green veil startles one into waking up from the winter blues and looking actively around to see, if life is indeed going on... When it comes, a feeling of deep joy and gratefulness does make one smile on the daily way to work and all the traffic jams of the world seem less bothersome with this small green hush of coming lushness.

I for one am more than grateful that every year this miracle happens. Despite political freezes or hotbeds, it simply is there, reliable and full of promise. Because we know: If there is a spring, a summer will follow and we can rely on that. 

Wonderful.