I have written about Nature because I love the natural world.
Springtime is a new beginning. Special because the world of trees, bushes, and flowers prepare for their rebirth. The mornings earlier, sunset later. Early Spring I find fascinating and not just because of daffodils, crocuses, and snowdrops, caressing the heart through their early appearance.
Winter is so grey, void of color. Early blossom revitalises the senses, and heart, visiting hope, and a smile.
Trees and bushes. Tiny little green buds are awaiting release.
Hydrangeas: many bright green buds appear cautiously, aware that freezing weather confines their mission with glorious lilac.
Trees; majesties of the world. Doubtless ‘communicating’ with their roots as they prepare to release their gifts of green.
Weeping willows beside a river display the tiniest leaf buds, prior to illuminating a previously dull riverside, their reflections offering hope as they prepare for Real Spring.
The winter months reveal distant landscapes and hills. Springtime, early
Summer and beyond, close a curtain thus focusing on closer majesty. Spring is approaching.
A latecomer is the Indian bean tree; with large leaves awaiting other trees to display their foliage.
Avenues of trees reach out their topmost branches in friendship once more.
When the sky is blue, dramatic reflections create an imaginary upside-down world or in fact two worlds.
Looking closely at new buds offers a sense of light and optimism.
Birdsong; always present, becomes a celebration; a chorus of birds once again enjoy a supreme happiness that Spring provides.
Once again Nature’s rebirth is upon us.
Miss not tiniest bright green buds, growing every day as they compliment the chorus of myriad birdsong.
Spring, with its refreshing scent, lasts not.
Make the most of this most revealing season. Walk around and seek Nature’s Springtime magic. Refreshed the heart.
