According to Merriam-Webster’s online dictionary, defined as:
1. the technique or process of representing on a plane or curved surface the spatial relation of objects as they might appear to the eye ; specifically representation in a drawing or painting of parallel lines as converging in order to give the illusion of depth and distance b: a picture in perspective.
2. the interrelation in which a subject or its parts are mentally viewed (places the issues in proper perspective); also point of view; the capacity to view things in their true relations or relative importance (urge you to maintain your perspective and to view your own task in a larger framework — W. J. Cohen.
3. a visible scene ; especially : one giving a distinctive impression of distance : vista; a mental view or prospect gain a broader perspective on the situation.
What does this have to do with gardening and such? Not much, except that HH is still recovering from a stomach virus or food poisoning. Since he normally helps in the a.m., I’m doing double car duty. First, I take the Diva at 6:40 to meet her carpool buddies at 7:00. Then I’m home by 7:20. At 7:40, I take ASW and Bear to their school. Then, back home again, jiggity jig.
There’s a request for white grape juice from the patient, so I’ll be making another stop on the way home.
All of this made me think about perspective, that ability to draw something on a flat surface and make it look three dimensional. I took art classes at various times in my life, so I value perspective. It can also mean changing one’s literal point of view in order to see something better, like looking up into the sky so that you can see the tree branches in stark contrast against it.
Another definition is changing one’s viewpoint in order to emotionally see something in a different way. After staying up three nights with a sick husband, I forced myself to see the situation differently (while praying that I don’t get sick too).
The first drive afforded me three separate opportunities to see the sun rise purple and orange over the charcoal trees; their branches hanging in the imperial hued sky like embroidered lace. The second drive saw those same trees pressed against blue skies this morning, clouded ones yesterday.
Stir in a little Christmas music from Magic 104.1, and you can almost feel the stress melting away.
Perpsective. It’s all in how you look at it, don’t you think?