What’s inspiring me today.
My boss and I recently talked about our mutual love of orchards, and landed on the specific reason why. Living in Northern California, I drive by loads of orchards, and their smaller cousins, vineyards. I’ve always marveled at how the perspective, shape and feel of an orchard shifts when you round a corner or climb a hill. Trees are planted in neat, geometric, consistent rows. As they grow, their trunks remain rooted to their carefully placed home, but their branches and canopies are allowed to expand and shape themselves into a unique member of a rigid army, almost as if they are fighting against conformity.
Orchards are a perfect example of the organic and the orderly.