April is the cruellest month… — April is the cruellest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Or perhaps March is the cruellest month, because that’s when I took this photo above. The crocuses, conveniently lilac/purple coloured, looking slightly wilted, struggling against the snow, situated next to a main road… Waste Land vibes indeed.