You find yourself in possession of a slide scanner and some time and you end up scanning all sorts of scannable stuff. Anything small that'll pass light. Some of it works and some of it doesn't. This bit works, if you ask us. Scanned by our friend Clovis Tillman, who's in possession of our slide scanner, lots of time, and a fat bag of medicinal sticky. Like dueling street grids in some urban planner's office, except that they're bracts (seed leaves) off a basswood tree from Cheesman Park. Hippy-dippy and urban mod: a strange cocktail.