New fallen snow on a Spring morning

There is a fresh blanket of snowing consuming the ground this morning.. it won’t last, I can hear the sounds of spring birds chirping away, perhaps in disbelief that their return home was greeted with a winter blast.. The cold is waning, though. . And the sky is a beautiful shade of pinkish purple the darker clouds lift..

It was a beautiful morning. Even though it was spring, it was amazing to see the snow thick on tree limbs. It will be over soon.. gone.. And forgotten.

Spring will turn to summer.. And summer will also wane away eventually.
Years go by fast anymore..

I don’t know if you agree, or perhaps if I am just beginning to fear the middle ages of life as I quickly progress in my 30s, but life is going fast.