There is no beauty without strangeness. Strangeness can be a cast of light falling on a hazy field, a verdant limitless landscape in a foreign land; it can also just be the unfamiliar. Whether city bred or country bred, the alternate feels other. The city hum occurs more fiercely, the never-dark night skies give us different dreams. To a farmer, the daily chores of egg gathering and vegetable tending may seem a familiar routine but may be a stunning shock if never witnessed.

The long history of England allows for a constant examination of these respective environments. In the Eighteenth century, gardens were inspired by an effort to mimic the famous landscape painters' oil botanical musings. Royalty commissioned sprawling fields of wildflowers complete with ponds, roaming sheep and overgrown trees.