Heidelberg in May was foaming with fruit blossoms.

Fragments came floating into his mind like bits of wood drifting down a stream, and he fished them out and fitted them together.

The apple blossoms' shower of pearl, Though blent with rosier hue, As beautiful as woman's blush, As evanescent too.

Life without love is like a tree without blossoms or fruit.

Unless a tree has borne blossoms in spring, you will vainly look for fruit on it in autumn.

Botanically speaking, tomatoes are the fruit of a vine, just as are cucumbers, squashes, beans and peas.