Flowers

There is nothing around me that is off bounds. I found myself yesterday reflecting on some leaves and grass on the crack of the sidewalk, and just how unbelievably beautiful they were, set against the sidewalk, and those blades of glass willfully making their way there, and my admiration for the tenacity of nature.

I have some appreciation for a complex French garden, but it's not really the focus of my interest. I'm much more drawn to a stream that winds its way through a cow pasture. Or a gaggle of trees at the end of the field. But what I'm most interested in is when there's evidence of human interaction with nature–like a passage through the woods. Or the edge of a farm field, or the garden and the fence along the wall. It's the cohabitation, the contrast that interests me. When you contrast one thing with another you are better able to illuminate it.

-James Michalopoulos