Some persons enjoy landscapes rather like big art. Landscape paintings give us a taste for the real thing. What we want is not ecology, but natural art. Consider the autumn leaves in their colour, so much admired by my mother and father, indeed by us all. If one is a formalist, then it does not matter how the landscape originated. Find a vantage point where trees near and far, foreground and background, are pleasantly framed, and admire the vista. The historical genesis is irrelevant. A drive through the countryside is something like a walk through a museum of landscape paintings
