As I grew out of childhood, I lost my touch for exploration and my connection to nature. I remember being able to look at the countless blades of grass or the hundreds of insects wriggling in the ridges of the cement in total fascination. Unfortunately, there exist so many distractions in today’s time that it allowed me to grow a certain disregard for these environments. I could look at the Vanier Garden and all I would see is the superficial: pieces of log, muddled shrubbery, bizarre structures, and the occasional insect if I was lucky. “So what?” I would think. At the surface level…