New and colorful beginnings

 

So, we have a saying here in Sweden, that Christmas lasts until Easter. Actually, it’s from a song, and the next line of the song goes ”but that isn’t true”, so I guess we don’t have a saying like that at all … It feels like that, though, like I just vacuumed the last of the Christmas tree needles, and all of a sudden things are budding and blooming outside and the overalls are shed and the kids are running around in short sleeves and catching colds. Time sure flies, and this year it seems...