We depend on trees and their blossoming. After a long winter and March grey rainy days when the trees finally wake up after a long sleep, we also wake up with them.Then dormant forces appear with the desire to move and change, which can come from nowhere in one minute, only after one looks at that blossoming tree and feeling its aroma. At once it would be desirable to leave all modern’s city life technologies and simply take a walk in a garden, lie in a hammock between the trees or sit on a bench, arrange a picnic in nature with loved ones, enjoying the blossoming.

The blossoming of trees is a special time: extremely beautiful, but short-lived. For nature - this is a common phenomenon because it has been happening for thousands of years, but for us - every year is a child's joy. It reminds us of how important it is to enjoy every moment. So I suggest continuing flowering and invite you to my flower’s gardens, which always are blooming. Among the painted blossoming trees - carefree, quiet, time stopped in them, there is a lot of tenderness and love.