A delicate scent of spring is in the air.
Every year it amazes me how we humans long to flirt with spring.
A desire for lighter clothing, colors, perfumes that smell of Maierisli and a bunch of new tulips every week, this is what spring awakens in me.
But spring is much more than that.
Spring stands for becoming, for life.
Spring connects us through countless spring festivals.
I, for example, grew up with the "Böögg". Every year, in mid-April, the snowman is burned in Zurich, thus saying goodbye to winter.
Meanwhile, spring is at our feet.
Or on your doorstep.
If you would like to eat an egg for breakfast this morning;
Keep the shell, dig out snowdrops from the garden, including soil and roots, place them in half of the eggshell and spring can arrive.
I'm going to go and flirt with spring now...