I smell spring .. I feel it in the air.

The transition from winter to spring is one of the wonders I have come to love.
The budding leaves and blossoms, the warm air in short the coming to life
Always brings joy to my heart , fills me with hope and a yearning to live a fuller life
Makes me want to embrace the whole world, melt into it , flow with it..
Spring means hearing the birds in the morning..
It means warm sun rays on your eyes when u wake up
The green green grass contrasted with the choclate brown earth
Cheer in the air
Girls in short shirts and shorter tops
Not to forget the joy in their faces to be able to discard the heavy winter jackets
It means kids playing football and adults too
It means cyclists on road with their kids buggys behind
It means long walks to the fields
It means tulips all around
It means cycling to the forest (finally ! After autumn)
It means travel on weekends
It means no heaters! And wide open windows
It means barbeque and lazying by the river side
It means outdoor cafes and restaurants
It means open biergartens!
It means loads of beer ..mmm
And lots and lots more

Making a list

Come April and am of to India.. Namma bengaluru aha here I come
I can smell the city from here, soak in the warmth already

Moms cooking , cousins and nephews, aunts and nieces
Masala dosas, paani puri,
Fish and more fish and then some more again..
Traditional curries and tasty fries
Taste buds are tingling .. And am making a list
Things to buy, things to get and lots to eat