"When everything else has gone from my brain ... what will be left, I believe, is topology: the dreaming memory of land as it lay this way and that." Annie Dillard
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Friday, December 16, 2011
Christmas in Miniature
Yesterday at lunch I walked to the Botanical Gardens to see the garden train display. The trains were cute — and the children there to see them were even cuter — but what captivated me most were the replicas of the Capitol, Supreme Court and other monuments and presidential homes made of acorns, pine cone scales, mosses, lichen and grapevine tendrils.
It was a magical, miniature world, full of "fairy flats," "critter condos" and other whimsical structures. It made me want to drink a shrinking potion and clamber right in. It made me want to be a kid again.
But the beauty and wit of these tiny structures also reminded me that there are worlds we cannot fathom — and that in itself is something to celebrate.
Photo by Paul Jean. Captured from Roaming the Planet blog.