To See

Maine is the repository of rocks—rocks for walking on, sitting, collecting, marveling at and pondering. Whenever I’m in Maine I find myself looking with a discerning eye at the natural landscape. I find a polypore with contour lines reminiscent of a Picasso line drawing. And then I discover patterns everywhere. Suppose, I could maintain that concentrated way of seeing—not only the natural landscape, but also the mind’s geography? Suppose, I could attend to my myriad topics of interest with the same depth of seeing —