Hope

In a week when a tsunami effortlessly brushed a wedge of civilization aside, when the threat of a global radioactive contamination held the world's breath, when at the hight of his so called glory, Khadaffi cowers to UN orders, when 47 yemenite protesters were shot, when Barhein asked the Saudis for miltary aid to quash demonstrators, when the Ivory Coast seems to drown in a maelstrom of blood, when the level of stress and acrimony at work has reached stratospheric heights, the first leaved have graced me with their arrival and given me hope and a smile.