A hazy shade of winter

Domingo, el último de las vacaciones. Escucho a Simon & Garfunkel. Cierta sabiduría en "A Hazy Shade of Winter":

Hang on to your hopes, my friend
That's an easy thing to say, but if your hopes should pass away
Simply pretend
That you can build them again
Look around, the grass is high
The fields are ripe, its the springtime of my life

Y sí que lo es: ella está aquí, por fin. La violeta no miente.