Nouruz is coming...

Even though I'm very far from our home, the air is bringing the delicate perfume of flowers from my city Shiraz with thousands of travellers coming there to say hello to Hafez and smell the blossoms . I still can imagine that like all other years the spring is coming early to my city and people are starting their spring picnics. I still can feel that my mother is filling all the jars in the home with different flowers from our yard, and my sister is playing with cats.
This watercolor painting of mine belong to Norouz78.