When you gaze out your window — real or figurative — do you see the forest first, or the trees?
I see the tree then I look at the forest surrounding. It’s the same way with seeing people. I see an individual then I see their baggage in a social context.
The details are shouting and reviewing the context. It’s not quite like Sherlock Holmes but similar.
Now for the true tree, I being a plant geek, see the individual tree. I am always looking for certain trees. The forest does not lose the individual tree for me. I look over a forest and pick out the different species that I know.
It all started at Longwood Gardens continuing educational courses. Deciduous tree classes and small flowering trees, where two classes that formed my examining of the details. On Sundays my family would walk around Longwood weekly for a whole year. It soon became just me and my daughter mary who liked to just park on my foot and suck her thumb. I had this thing, staring at the details of the bark, tree canopy form, shape of buds the leaf margin and orientation, and any wild life within, including a myriad of insects, and birds; but the flowers I could just stare for great lengths of time.
I know I made an impact when all my kids can ride down a street and pick out the ginko bilobo to the eye roll of all their friends.