How not to love spring, how not to love what it brings us every day, at the very beginning, the plants, tiny heads sticking out of the ground, sprout little. On each side of the garden we have something interesting, something that catches the eye, first snowdrops, hellebore, Late in the day, wonderful crocuses that display their faces to the sun. These beautiful trees sprinkled with white, cherries, cherries or pears, beautiful apple trees, on which the bees begin their work.These nuns, which gild their meadows with their yellow, this beautiful green grass grows more and more beautiful. And then the tulips without them would be a sad garden, I have more and more of them every year, I plant more and more of them, they are colorful and wherever they look, they are Their beautiful flowers with multicolored petals smile to the sun. The Judaszowiec blooms beautifully pink above the feeder together with the blue sky. Everything is happening in the background. They are already singing to each other and chirping so loud from a distance that you can hear them singing throughout the garden, this is something so special that you cannot put it into words, you have to survive. The booths are already hung in February so that the birds have their place in the garden. Oilseed rape is also blooming, the bees work hard to make the honey he althy and delicious. And this bile looks so wonderful, these stripes of fields are indescribable. There is also a lot of work, but it all pleases when it grows and blooms and brings us so much happiness and joy …
