Watergate
Only my love for natural art rivals that of my love for art. I consider the passing of the seasons a magnificient work of natural art. The way the same types of shrubbery are able to transmute themselves to combat the adversities God faces them with is simply breathtaking. As an example I shall describe the ways in which I remember my favorite tree on Baker Street, a place I visited often in hopes of seeing my future wife, changing. When I would walk to Gerty's photography studio in the frigid mornings of Febuary, I would not notice it due to its nakedness. However, as my…