“No spring chicken”

Even though she was not a spring chicken, it did not prevent her from having spring fever, a delightful feeling that filled her heart with joy and energy as the world around her blossomed anew. The vibrant colors of blooming flowers and the sweet melodies of chirping birds. But then again, she could not sprang into a chase after her grandson after he dashed off unexpectedly, leaving her to chuckle at his youthful exuberance while she hurriedly adjusted her vest and made her way down the path, determined to catch up with his boundless energy, even if it meant taking baby steps to do so. She was so happy when she caught up with him.

Participating for Leanne’s Monochrome Madness #60: Spring as a verb
Guest Host Dawn’s MM #60: Spring as a verb

What a clever – and very different – take on the challenge.
She certainly has a firm hold of him now Ritva. Wonderful subject
Very nice,
Love the take on the word spring!
Lovely. ❤
Grandchildren will do that.
Yes very clever Ritva and a fantastic photo
I absolutely love the portrait Ritva! The second picture tells the entire story.
Fun photo and backstory.
Great photography and a clever interpretation of the theme!