It was an amazingly cold March in New York this year . Even colder than February, which on the other hand was soft. The beginning of spring with strong Northern winds and rains felt like an endless storm dangerous for our windows. We got so tired of that winter coats and hats and kept praying every day for a warmer weather and lighter clothes. Suddenly it came - only in New England you can see such a change: from 32 to 72 F.Yesterday all trees have turned green, fresh and happy green. April has painted the whole city with the green aquarelle of spring. Today even more miracles; all birds singing, chirping, gargling and so many colors appeared everywhere: pink sakura, yellow forsythia, white magnolia, And narcissus and buttercups of all shades of yellow. Even blue forget-me-not, this little flower loved in my native Russia - I wasn't sure it existed in America.
Gray and gloomy New York began to smile. With arrival of May the city looked younger and more attractive. People came out, started to walk and talk, and run, and bike. Our Central Park, full of tourists - on the benches, on the grass and in cafes speak tongues. You hear from all directions: primavera, spring, vesna, Frueling, printemps... Finally we can put on our T- shirts, sneakers, feel free and open to blooming summer. TVM 2013