"Beautiful above all, are the fruit-trees, now in blossom. The peaches seem to make the very walls to which they are trailed burn again with their bloom, while the cherry-tree looks as if a shower of daisies had rained it, and adhered to the branches. The plum is one mass of unbroken blossom, without shewing a single green leaf, while, in the distance, the almond-tree looks like some gigantic flower, whose head is one tuft of bloom, so thickly are the branches embowered with buds. Then come the apple-blossoms, the loveliest of all, looking like a bevy of virgins peeping out of their white drapery, covered with blushes; while all the air around is perfumed with the fragrance of the bloom, as if the winds had been out gathering flowers, and scattered the perfume everywhere as they passed. All day long the bees are busy among the bloom, making an unceasing murmur, for April is beautiful to look upon; and if she hides her sweet face for a few hours behind the rain-clouds, it is only that she may appear again peeping out through the next burst of sunshine in a veil of fresher green, through which we see the red and white of her bloom."

There seems no end to it... every morning when I draw the curtains apart, throw open the windows and look out across the landscape - or after a warming wake-up drink and wander across the garden or down the lane - I see new drifts of colours. These are not single fragile blooms picked out against the earthy colours of farmland - a muted palette of greens and browns at this time of the year when Nature is also awakening - but explosions of vividness when highlighted in shafts of sunlight coming from just above the horizon at the early hour... and at other times they look like confetti showers of petals when caught in a breeze.

How they are best described tests my descriptive skills, but I try by combining images with words to capture them before they disappear - transforming into another stage of their growth cycle for another year. Nature changes with the four seasons - as I have photographed before on a monthly and quarterly basis - and I will continue recording these blossoms of Spring, as well as their fruits throughout the Summer to their harvest in the Autumn, to get a better idea of what is happening in the world around me.