I is for I'm in Budapest

I'm in Budapest.

And so is Spring.

It's my first time.

He visits every year-

in April.

He poses.

I click.

I'll be leaving soon.

He'll wait for Summer.

Dear readers. Today is a day of sharing photos. It's day 5 in Budapest. Spring may have sprung here but the winds have howled mercilessly for the last two days. Snuggled in almost all the layers I packed to come here, my daughter, her friend and I walked through the streets of Pest and the green spaces of Buda yesterday. Stopping only for hot chocolate and mulled wine and the loo breaks, and of course, the clicks, we had the most wonderful day out.

Here are some of the shots; I hope you like what we saw: big and small. A few of the shots are from day 1 of my visit, when the sun was shining and the sky was blue.

The Sun was almost about to set.

Then it did.

And night fell upon us like a blanket

If you have time, click on this link and enjoy William Wordsworth's 

Lines Written in Early Spring

http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/181415