Where I come from there are no seasons, so since I came, I celebrate each and everyone of the year seasons and even I have a ritual for each. I wait until there is a beatiful day to inaguarate my own seasons. In Spring, I like to go planting with my garden tools. Then I pick some new flowers and fruits and visit the farmers nearby.This time there was such an splendid day that I could not avoid to run through the green. Do not you like running in the green fileds?
