New visions for Spring

«  Ô Ladybug, what are you doing here? The redness of you shell makes it like a snowflake foreshadowing the spring. But it is yet to come! My dear, how can you cope with the coldness? Is the sun enough? Is the sage’s softness enough? 
Evening may come, frost may have its way, but we’ll meet again, my dear ladybug,
Enjoying together the warmth of the sun. » by Ulysse

A bee foraging a rosemary flower during winter
by Félix

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