Spring and summer in England - particularly this year - produce the most wonderful colour, scent and happiness. Little buds appear through foliage peeping through the fence, defying the odds. The familiars return - Wisteria and Poppies like old friends. Then small hopefuls from my seedlings grow daily. Bees and birds in early morning. A chorus of light and colour and noise reverberate around my garden. Paper is scattered on the lawn and plunged with pigments and ink.