Spring has to be one of the most miraculous times of year. Suddenly, magically, those branches that looked lifeless and bleak have begun to grow leaves. Trees are festooned in a riot of colour and perfume as blossom and flowers greet the sun. The sound of bees drowns out the sound of traffic as these busy workers frantically dash from flower to flower gathering pollen and by doing so they begin a valuable sexual, plant-reproductive process.
The busy bee-dance from flower to flower connects boy flower-bits to girl flower-bits and girl flower-bits to boy flower-bits which in turn transforms pretty flowers into delicious fruits. Complicated I know, but where would we be without our apricots, lemons, oranges, bananas, strawberries, plums, peaches and apples?
The transformation from flower to fruit is so fast. Only last week I was photographing the apricot blossom and those bees. Already this week I can see the fruit starting to form. Tiny, fuzzy little balls of green where just a few days ago flowers bloomed.
Now I just have to wait patiently for nearly three months before I can enjoy the fruits created from the labour of those busy bees.