march sky at twilight

Twilight falls across the sky, on the eve of March 1st, and I revel in the fact that I have conquered the cold. The biting darkness of February was no match for me this year, thanks to a strength that I was finally able to shake wide awake, manifested in the cabled rows of one certain red cap. Spring lurks so close beyond the horizon, I just know it. 

ººººWee enchanted snowscapes by Martin & Munoz, poem by Pablo Neruda. Special thanks to the girls of the Snapshot Shanty, and the crazy capers of Colin & Dylanººº