From the parking lot of Trader Joe's you can look out past the rows of slate-coloured SUVs and see a "Before" picture of the landscape that's in focus now because you are above it and can see all its features at once instead of the slivers you usually spy through the windshield above the navigational screen and below the electronic EZ-pass device. The sky as a canopy for all below it makes perfect sense. Then the mountains the indigenous people worshipped in their proper context as well - a link between life on the ground and the heavens. From this perch I can contain all of it in my mind, which felt oddly comforting and balancing; a feeling I carried with me for the rest of the afternoon, in the aisles of the supermarket and along the highway and into my backyard of tree and shed and birds and sky — a miniature of the whole world.