In the spring of 1785 he writes to a friend in a way that shows him fully aware of his new method of studying nature, which he recognized was a reading of her phenomena: ‘I can’t tell you how the Book of Nature is becoming readable to me. My long practice in spelling has helped me; it now suddenly works, and my quiet joy is inexpressible.’ Again in the summer of the following year: ‘It is a growing aware of the Form with which again and again nature plays, and, in playing, brings forth manifold life.’