You expected to be sad in the fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintry light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again.
– Ernest Hemingway
We saw this way-bigger-than-DP Easter Egg in the Old Square in Prague. It had been painstakingly woven from actual tree branches and reminded me that, in spite of the snow and the coldest temperatures we have encountered in Europe this year, spring is on its way.