Love the chambered nautilus bench tucked deep in the garden. I have true prospect and reach on this bench. The camphor is covering my head and yet I can see for miles over the yard and down river. My beloved book The Pattern Language says humans were formed on the African Savanna and always want to be in a place they can been covered and see afar. I agree. When Chester the Wonder Cat comes stalking, and the Mexican petunias part, I know he is coming. Thousands of years ago it was someone with my past DNA watching for the golden lions with the long, sharp teeth. The great cycle continues, even if the lion has been miniaturized by time.