No, I’m not the neighbour who peers out at the street through venetian blinds — not literally anyway.
But I’ve been thinking about my engagement with the natural world and how it’s changed over the years.
There was a time when “nature” was something I drove through on the way to “somewhere”. Nowadays, “somewhere” is more likely to be my garden or a beach than a restaurant or a mall. Even the Big T, who knows me better than anyone else, seems surprised at my willingness not just to roll up the metaphorical blinds, but take out the whole window.