The Shire is Awakening

The sun moves through leafless branches casting long shadows over the windy paths. Little purple violets in light and dark shades are spreading through the grassy areas between the houses and the air is filled with the smell of daffodils that are bursting, glowing yellow smiles. People are playing with their animals or gently nudging the earth in the gardens. Children, of course, are swinging from the trees. I feel like I'm laying my head on a cloud, dreamy, beautiful.