When the walls start closing in, go nearer in the garden to get farther away from it all.
That’s advice I sometimes give myself to deal with cabin fever. On the surface the words don’t make a lot of sense – conceivably they could be a line from one of Lewis Carroll’s fantasies? Perhaps I’m channeling him – his real name being Charles Dodgson – same first name and similar initials you know, and he was a photographer as well.
Well, to more crisply translate my self-advice: I can often find distraction by shooting closeups of flowers. There is a wonderland of visual diversion in the outsized images of floral intricacies. Okay, one more related digression: there actually is a rare neurological disorder known as Alice-in-Wonderland Syndrome involving false visual perceptions of one’s own size or the size of external objects. Who knew?
So, take a lesson: when cabin fever strikes you, remember Alice’s adventures all began in a beautiful garden. And after she swallowed the shrinking potion from the bottle on the table, she might have encountered an oversized Peony like this one.
