And aimless meandering path with no goal in mind following the trails of flowers in bloom a Festival of Colors welcoming spring First came the daffodils shortly followed by the cherry blossoms they were pansies and foxgloves. Tulips and poppies and some why flowering trees that I do not know the name of puddles fell from the sky like rain a warm breeze help chase away the winter chill and as I follow to this flowering path I was greeted by man's best friend Sheba poodle lab Maltese and boxers. These furry little friends never failed to make my day people have finally crawled out of their winter caves. Embracing the warmth of the sun and admiring the beauty of the flowers some take photos to remember the day by and some simply taken the sight and engrave it into their hearts people have also brought their wares out to sell it is time for spring cleaning. So people set up their stalls and bring out their post its in order to find new homes for their items however there are some goods that no one wants or at the very least, they see no value in selling I for one founds a fully functional toilet and a pair of two nice chairs alas My apartment is too small for both though I was greatly tempted to take them last in this flowering world I felt that there was no true beginning or end but with a sudden ring this fragile world popped like a bubble talking to the concerned voice of my mother I could not help but cry it was a beautiful day but it was also a sad day. And so my meandering path ended and if straight and narrow path home opened up and with one foot in front of the other I quickly returned home and when the doors shut it locked out the beautiful spring day it was a beautiful but sad day. But when I opened my window just a crack it became slightly more beautiful