Spring

It's always very strange to come back to Ango (my hostel) after every 2 weeks. The season changes never fail to amaze me. i remember when i first came back from a very long trip, the barren trees were starting to bud and as if to welcome spring, spring blossoms bloomed. Then later i left again and when i came back, the other spring flowers have woken up, filling the green areas around Ango with pretty, wild dandelions and some other purple and white flowers that I do not have the name for. My family was very happy to see these flowers, of course, that is to be expected. And they even had a long discussion on whether the flowers at my car park were peonies, etc... The giverny experience at the Monet's garden added to that excitement of the coming of spring. Now that I'm back once again, the flowers have dropped and instead, green leaves are growing on the trees. Not so much green as in the trees in Singapore, but light green ones that according to my sister, only happens to trees in countries with 4 seasons. The dandelions have shed their pretty yellow petals and are now balls of fluff seeds waiting to be blown away by the wind. So pretty. :D I love spring.