Spring Spring!

Growing through old branches
A younger one emerges.
And as long as they’re rising,
The awaited spring is coming.
By Basile
I found an acorn on the ground and it reminded me of my childhood when I liked to imagine that little elves used the cupules as hats. They used to fit on my thumb, now I can barely put them on my pinky. But there seems to be a lot of elves in the Jardin Pontanique.
By Corentin

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