Admiring dried up blooms along my walk yesterday. Chilly, icy cold wind. Beautiful palettes of browns, greys, wintery colours. And amidst the seeds, two ladybugs, snuggled up, happily hibernating.
Such a perfect parallel to how we all feel in these strange, surreal times. Life seems on hold, limited to a small perimeter, energy minimised, colours faded. We’re waiting it out, as patiently as possible.
Cheer up. Spring is coming…
