All day people poured into Asano Park, This private estate was far enough away from the explosion so that its bamboos, pines, laurel, and maples were still alive, and the green place invited refugees—partly because they believed that if the Americans came back, they would bomb only the buildings; partly because the foliage seemed a center of coolness and life, and the estate’s exquisitely precise rock gardens, with their quiet pools and arching bridges, were very Japanese, normal, secure; and also partly (according to some who were there) because of an irresistible, atavistic urge to hide under leaves.
–John Hersey, Hiroshima
THE ATAVISTIC URGE TO HIDE UNDER LEAVES
I have always loved your photographs. The compositions are lovely, unique. They seem to beautifully reflect your ability to see treasure in ordinary things.
Although I had to look up the definition of the word "Atavistic" the title is lovely. I too understand the urge to be as near a tree as possible – if not high upon it! Beautiful!