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The challenge of the Daily Post for this week is to share an image evocative of the weather or representing the current “season of your life” in metaphor.

In France, we are in winter, trees do not have leaves anymore, and sky is grey, except in the South.

humeur du jour

For the metaphor, my morale is hardly more cheerful than the photo, but I look forward to the light of the spring,  leaves in trees, birdsong, flowers in gardens.

Pour la métaphore, mon moral n’est guère plus gai que la photo, mais j’attends avec impatience la lumière du printemps, les feuilles dans les arbres, le chant des oiseaux, les fleurs dans les jardins. 

and then, I will live again.

et là, je revivrai.