Big spaces in open places. Don’t things appear more beautiful in the wide open? They do to me. That may just be my perspective, but I suspect there are others with that viewpoint too. We often find ourselves living to the extremes. On the one hand, a person may love the city. On the other hand, that same person may prefer the peaceful eloquence of a cabin in the woods. So, where does the practical enigmatic reside? I imagine it is somewhere in between, somewhere near a state of balance, somewhere in a city filled with activity and parks and joy and pain and love So, the practical enigmatic can go pretty much anywhere, as long as it makes sense.