I was alone among the trees with my ultra-basic Nikkormat FS from the 1960s in hand. The equally ancient 55 mm macro lens was my view into the world that afternoon. There is nothing quite like encountering a fully mature magnolia tree, a hundred feet tall with a triangular shaped leaf canopy unlike almost anything you've probably ever experienced before. Otherworldly. Waxy green leaves chaotic in their local arrangements, the whole mass of which can fill up your complete field of view.
