I find it really weird how every year winter seems colder, days seem to feel shorter and the rain rains harder - vice versa for summer as well. It all ends here, because here comes my favourite seasoning I like to sprinkle on my life - spring.

Time for when baby sheep come out of grown-up sheep and birds come out of white pebbles. And final exams. And nice warm weather.

Where to birds go when it rains really badly? Must suck to get all those beautiful feathers wet all the time when it rains, and then to find out you’re dying of hypothermia and foot/claw-cramps (because they’re clenching on the branches so hard so they don’t blow away).