An old lady sitting opposite me on the bus closes her eyes and points her face towards the sunlight shining through the bus window.
Basking like a lizard in the glorious light that we have been deprived of for several long months.
On her face is a small smile.
Winter is finally thawing she may be thinking.
Perhaps all of us on this full bus are thinking the same.
Things have started to come alive, an awakening from the cold, dark winter.