Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

I didn't include summer in my statement. Spring is a hullabaloo. If you were here to see everything thrusting itself heavenward despite the cold, raw days we've had more than enough of, and how fast the flora got going when we had two pleasant ones, and hear the birds are singing ere dawn, and see how they're chasing one another about... I'd probably have to draw the blinds close and fetch a cold compress.

I like it.