The sun leaned in and kissed the earth yesterday, and just like that the warm soil seemed to spring back to life. The snowdrops were everywhere, glistening white against the dark earth, the promise of a flower filled Spring yet to come. Delicate beauty, pushing through the cold hard soil of winter.
There was a bright freshly sprung carpet of wild garlic, just beginning to push through the discarded leaf litter of last Autumn. The wild scent filled the air as my boots crushed the delicate blades, releasing the aromatic oils. A bright splash of colour and scent announcing the end of barren winters grip.
An ancient oak, waking from its winter slumber, yawned in the suns warmth. Stretching up into the light and warmth of the strengthening sun. You could almost hear the sap stirring deep beneath the gnarled and crusty bark.
The sharp green blades of daffodils thrust with such vigour through the earth that moss and bark were lifted aloft. The green energy of life pushing and pulsing upwards towards the light, bursting free from its earthbound winter prison.
If we take the time to look closely there are constant signs of change, of the season turning, and of the resilience of life. Despite the still bare branches, the hope of spring is stirring beneath our feet, growing stronger each day with the suns kisses. Nothing, not even the crushing desolation of winter, lasts for ever. To see more takes on Kiss follow the link to this weeks photo challenge.