
Walking in Belgrade during mid-March can be a pleasure. The warmth of the rays along with the blue skies beckons people to come forth from their homes. The simple melody of a songbird can be heard once more. Bulb flowers have emerged from their slumber and annuals are for sale, the local farmer with his makeshift stands on milk crates. The fruit trees are in blossom, their delicate whites and pinks giving off a gentle perfume. The forsythia bushes are a golden yellow, particularly striking against a blue

The café chairs have been taken outside, arranged for outdoor customers as soon as the city ordinance permits. Locks on the ice cream freezers have been taken off, its contents ready for the first customers of the season. Soccer season has begun and construction - well, it's never stopped!
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