Leaving the architectural world for a bit, we took a morning walk at the harbor, the embarcadero to be specific.
These leftover stumps of chopped-down palm trees look like other independent life forms, and have a strange, neglected sadness . I was glad there wasn’t much color in this photo. The morning light seems to sweep gently over these stumps and remains. I remember recently seeing an article exploring whether plants feel pain. This reminded me of that question. Pain is a big question.
Interesting question. I know that plants flourish in a happy, peaceful, and loving environment. But do they think or feel? Or is their experience based on what’s going on around them?