Spring arrives unnoticed, a slow emergence, a soft touch on ice, each bud bursts forth in trembling laughter.

Fragrant prose of blooms steal the heart of winter, like the unfurling pages of a book waiting to be read.

Every petal, a poem, each fragrance, a story, as nature pens her works in colors so vivid, reminding us of life’s return.

• Margherita Guidacci