New discovery

Yesterday I discovered stunning work of Moscow based Russian photographer Katerina Plotnikova Just one word enchanting…

Spring I think I am getting very sentimental recently and keep on thinking more about my past rather than my future. Back home spring is starting now, here we are welcoming autumn. Today I really just want to write about my spring time memories First thing which comes to my mind is that how everyone was happy to get rid of heavy jackets and jumpers and enjoy some sun. We used to sit in our garden and my mum was playing with my hair. Everything was waking up to life and life was good again. People were cleaning gardens, making big bonfire and I will never forget that smell of burning old leaves coming from almost every second garden. Because you need to know that when one neighbor started spring cleaning many would follow. So there was a big smoke in the air and happy people glad to be able to go outside after long and depressing winter. When I was at school I use to love watching nature, melting snow and ice, little flowers blooming, life coming back to us. My neighbors had so many cherry trees in their garden that when they all stared to bloom I could only see wall of white flowers from our windows and the smell was just amazing. My mum use to clean windows every spring before Easter – she had to as at the end of winter people would run out of coal and would just burn anything to heat the house. I remember always to bake potatoes in bonfire and being black all over my face as we didn’t wrap them in anything. I loved feeling sun on my face and all the smells and birds singing. We would open all the windows in the morning to let the fresh air in and my mum would put all the pillows and sheets on the veranda. We would go for a long bush walk coming back late in the evening or my dad would take me on his motor bike to our favorite lake to watch it over flowing. You can’t imagine how much water you get from melting snow and ice…… One year i have bought my mum 100 flower bulbs and she all put them in front garden - you can imagine how colorfull our front garden looked next spring. I wish I can take my boy one day to Poland to smell polish spring... below some spring pics from google