An ancient tree, a formal setup with neat hedges and a bench in the background – and in the foreground – untamed, wild, triumphant and defiant – growth that is young and free and on its own terms. It might look like hail, or snow – but it’s dainty little white flowers covering the lawn. There is the planned, structured and ordered things in life. There is also the unplanned: the random, the coincidental, the undirected, the surprise, the wild. Very often, the best magic happens when the two somehow combine flawlessly.