See, here’s the thing about the globe in the sky. You can make it yours, as the Oregon grape does in bloom…

… or you can gather it in as the grass does…

... or you can wind between it and so make it many, as the red dogwood does.

Don’t think that you are looking at Oregon grape, raindrops on grass, or red dogwood, though, for that would be to lose the Earth you look out of. Earth? Yes. It is remaking itself in series in the bunchgrass.

When your companions are as spherical as you are, you gotta talk the neighbourhood language, that’s the thing.