I love the changing of the seasons.
When the old season relinquish the throne to the new ruler, leaving behind only traces of the old reign.
And the new lord just came with the new wind, not yet establishing his court.
Time when two spirits intertwine, each bringing its on quintessence.
Time to embrace new things in life and let go of the ones that no longer serve us.
Time for soul searching in solitude in the secluded place.
I took some photos of this magical time of year when spring harbingers bashfully foreshadowing awakening of the sleeping Nature.