“Looks Fake!” That’s what I said the first time I saw the faces on Mount Rushmore. That’s what I said when I first saw Monument Valley and the Grand Canyon. We have all seen images of these places, yet when suddenly confronting them, they seem to have an air of having been painted there or something.
That’s the feeling I get when looking at some of the flowers in the local garden shop. I never get tired of flowers — especially the ones that look as if they are the product of an artist’s brush. And, when I think about it, maybe they are.
