Hope. Hope is so unbelievably important. Spring fills me with hope, the kind where I believe I can do anything, be anyone and change the world. Hope is the belief that something is coming, something better and that the season of warmth is on its way. . The first day I turned the corner to see green grass I burst out in ridiculous happy laughter and walked on it instead of the sidewalk. The first bloom of crocus I stopped and crouched down to take the rich purple in. The grey cold days of winter are gone and we can all rejoice. So open up your windows, stare at the daffodils and read your book on the porch. Happy Spring everyone!

This was on my studio's block yesterday!!