Always on the move

Always on the move time passes by quickly. Day after day, week after week. The cold winter days have gone and made space for sparkles of sun and mild winds. Nature woke up and blossoms. Rich green leaves and flowers enlighten our days.



There is a small park between the Basel train station and Aeschenplatz where I work. There are trees, bushes, some benches, a fountain. Cars passing by on both sides. But it is still like a little realm in the city. I have seen this park changing since I first walked through.

Ice and snow, wet and mud. Suddenly the first grass carefully shows its heads in the spring sun, birds start to welcome me in the morning with their songs and slowly crocus, tulips and snowdrops accompany my way. The smell of the park changed as well. The fresh morning air turned milder and encompasses the smell of blossoming lilac.

Always on the move time passes quickly.
Maybe one day I stop and sit down on one of the benches.