I’ve noticed the vibrant color of the growing leaves in a way I’ve never noticed it before. Have you ever driven over the crest of a hill and had your breath taken away by the simple, fantastic glory of a chartreuse oak tree, lit up with a heavenly light? Or the impossibly brilliant purple hues of lavender, waving delicately on the side of the road, as if a painter had sneezed and thrown his paintbrush across the world’s lawn?