mid-February to come with me always the first longing phenomena. And while the desire for the spring. No, the summer must wait, first you might just get the spring. My absolute favorite season. Not necessarily, because then I can celebrate my day of birth, but this certainly contributes to this. The first day is the only one of the "Jäger" addition to your stylish sunglasses touches and can ride my bike to the most beautiful places; Spring is just magic. Spring is like to be a bit of the evening to sit outside when the birds chirping in the morning and the gloves are a bit thinner. Not that I have anything against the winter, but ... Okay, I admit, I have something against the winter. Not much, but a bit anti-sympathy is there. But back to the spring:
I want to be outside in the park, flowers in the garden and have to go to the lake. I want to see my cat as she tries to catch a butterfly. I want to can go home at night without slipping. I want to try new flavors of ice cream and find that the traditional is still the best. I want to go back and hike the first bees / wasps / bees chase and curse. I will go to road pickling Afri-Cola, drink for hours. I want to hang with a huge ghetto blaster at the station and listen to loud Elvis Presley.
early spring is on this year 20 be March.
Peter, I'm warning you.
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