The long awaited spring is finally peeping thru…the falling of cold winter snow is now displaced by the frequent pouring of rain and in coordination with the rising temperature, the knee-leveled snow that stubbornly overstaying on the ground is now slowly melting. I feel disgustingly thankful of the mud that’s now sticking on my boots and of the mud that is now lying on the once immaculately white ground. It has been a very long winter…complaining is not the term but impatience. A couple of weeks ago, i saw a bird building its nest on a tree that’s bare and covered with snow. Just like the bird my body and mind believe that it is time to explore and just like the bird…my wings want to fly me to places familiar and places i’ve yet to discover.