Trees and flowers and all the gentle plants have that ancient quiet agreement to start blossoming with the last days of winter when the spring is still a dream… A man can’t see with naked eye their exquisite dance, but trees and flowers and all the enchanting plants are dancing all the time… It’s their wisdom to know that the world is always dancing though not everyone can and want to see it… And it’s even greater wisdom of theirs to know that winter is not the end of dancing… It is just different kind of dance, the one that prepares all the living beings to blossom in all their beauty, to fully embrace the glory of life when the spring comes…