“Sometimes, unfavourable circumstances oblige us to spend time in banal places. Less through interest and more through lack of something better to do, we start observing our surroundings. In a little while, something remarkable happens. The grey veil that usually envelopes everyday life begins to lift. The tiniest flower, the most insignificant weed that we always overlooked because it was so unimportant, suddenly reveals its beauty. As if the lingering gaze were a magic wand, an "open sesame" formula capable of disclosing the splendour of anything and everything. Anyone who is lucky enough to make this discovery by accident or design is en-chanted for evermore. Never again will he presume to reach for the scythe and mow the grass, preferring now to cut each single withered blade, making certain to spare the meadow flowers.”

Miroslav Šik