Hank Harrison - On my roof

Especially when finals are approaching, I find the library to be too crowded and distracting, so I prefer my roof. On my roof, I sit under a huge canopy of all different kinds of trees. The privacy fences on either side are totally covered in vines leading up to the trunks of the trees which are then draped by the canopy itself. Its like I'm sitting in a cathedral of green with light blasting in through the gaps to illuminate my studies and enlighten my perception of what is naturally beautiful. I dont know if this is the sublime or if this is any kind of higher form of art, but from my perception I most definitely see beauty. As Kant might say, I know its beautiful simply from the fact that I derive pleasure from mere contemplation of sitting on my roof observing the trees. Whenever I try to quantify the feeling I get from roof-studying, I simply cant. Words cant contain feelings, especially feelings from observing beauty. This is how I feel that nature can be art, and the work of art in nature that I see from the roof is especially beautiful.