Well, that's it! Winter, which seemed like an endless string of gray days and cozy but lonely evenings with a cup of coffee, is finally giving way. I feel it with every cell of my body.
This morning, I opened the window, and a completely different air blew into the room. It was no longer cold and prickly. It carried a sweetness, the damp freshness of the earth, and, it seemed, the subtle scent of almonds. Italy is waking up, throwing off its heavy winter coat.
I looked at the sunbeams playing in my cup of coffee and caught myself smiling for no reason. For no reason! Spring does this to me. There's a certain electricity in the air, the anticipation of something magical, tender, and meaningful!
On days like these, it's impossible not to dream. I look at people on the street, and it seems like they, too, are searching for someone with their eyes. Spring is a time of hope. And my greatest hope right now is love!
I want that one, that Italian one, passionate and tender at the same time. For my heart to beat faster from a single message. For someone to give me their coat when I'm walking along the embankment in the evening because the wind has turned chilly. For them to look at me and say, "You are beautiful," when my hair is tousled and I have no makeup at all.
I believe that somewhere out there, around the bend in spring, these feelings await me. For now, I'll just open the window, let in that intoxicating air, and smile at the new day. After all, spring has already begun, which means the most beautiful things are yet to come!

🌸 Happy spring everyone!