Spring! And time to head to the waters... rich blue waters that splash and wear away at winter's ice build-up, persistent until the ice, at last, is broken into bits that float away.

     Spring! The time when artists and children gather bits of driftwood washed up from who-knows-where to the waters edge; bits that get carried off to make something new.

     Time to walk again in the fresh breezes, to watch the Blue Mountains off into the distance and to gather your thoughts of warmer times to come.