Last summer, roaming the hills and the beaches, I rediscovered nature.
Never before had I opened my eyes to the wealth of rhythm and balance a plant has to offer. Those nasty thistles and annoying algae Iused to avoid, showed themselves to me as miracles of logical construction.
I am not a religious person, but ever since, when I look at a thistle, an alga, a flower or at any other growth, I get the same spiritual message of harmony and rhythm that makes one respond to music.