All the trees are budding. The first narcissis have flowered and exude a magical perfume. The days are growing longer! The new wine is magic and the new oil delicious. The trullo is warm and cozy and the sunrises and sunsets inspiring me to rise from a long time of non=creative slumber. My studio is cold and damp and some rain infiltrates the walls which were once a horse stable...Slowly slowly all we be restored! Faith, hope and trusting the Love and GRACE!