[You better keep your distance.]
The Summer Queen was in love with the Winter King. But the Winter King only loved his snow flowers. The Summer Queen’s heart broke. She impaled her broken heart on a sharp spine among the Winter King’s snow flowers. That’s how the first red rose came into existence.
I’ve been waiting for month. Winter just didn’t happen. No beautiful snowy landscapes, no icicles or white powdered trees. Just the average boring grey and rainy day.
But a couple of weeks ago this day happened.
Cold and foggy with an almost ethereal light shining through the clouds I felt like walking through a fairy tale. It made up for all the winter wonderlands I missed.
Now I’m officially looking forward to spring.
Camera: iPhone 6 | Apps used: Snapseed, Mextures
“I’ll never be your beast of burden.
I’ve walked for miles, my feet are hurting.”
(Lyrics by Jagger/Richards)
Rebels of spring, dancing for time
Visitors from another realm
Do you hear them?
Butterflies are silent.
Rebellen des Frühlings, sie tanzen um Zeit
Besucher aus einem anderen Reich
Hörst du sie?
Schmetterlinge sind still.