Looking back, it doesn't seem like a phrase that would really apply in geometry, since, at least as I remember it, geometry is all about the icky-picky details and you overlook them at your peril. It would've made a lot more sense for him to tell us constantly that we couldn't see the trees for the forest, but he did all kinds of things that didn't make sense, including wearing sports coats with leather elbow patches. That stereotypical uniform of academia was sorely out of place in the overheated, paint-peeling, wholly intellectually unstimulating classroom where we begrudgingly listened to him drone on and on about tangents, lines, rays and forests and trees.
My grade in geometry notwithstanding, I've always been a details kind of girl myself. And why stop at trees when there are leaves, acorns, bits of bark, and those spinny little helicopter things to fixate on? In short, I spend an inordinate (and probably unhealthy) amount of time obsessing over the little things and sometimes worry that I am neglecting the big picture.
Last night, during her weekly visit to my house, two-and-half-(and counting)-year old Seventh Niece and I had some rare one-on-one time. At one point, I was holding a tablet in my lap while she drew me a picture.
As she finished up, she proclaimed, "Here's your Big Picture!"
|Sometimes, the Big Picture is all about the little things.|
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