delicate hints of spring...

without knowing

subtlety

​quince buds emerge

abiding

while still ​wrapped within a season of cold

Sidonie Gabrielle Colette once said:

"It's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign ​behind a window or one notices that a flower that was only in bud yesterday has suddenly blossomed, or a letter slips from a drawer...and every thing collapses."