Spring, as they say …

Yes folks:

Not my favourite time of year coming up. From my book on how it is in Russia:

That awful time came round when everything thawed, the once beautifully white but now dirty brown snow disappeared and the simple business of walking doubled in time – it was difficult.

Trucks would fly past, shooting sheets of muddy water over trousers and the sun began to struggle out from behind the clouds. This was the time when last year’s rubbish, thrown into the lakes, floated to the surface and perfect girls in expensive ersatz-label outfits had them ruined by passing trams.

We have it a bit better in early spring but still need to be careful.  Where’s my beautiful winter gone?  I want it back!

From Vera Lúcia:

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