The notion of the golden mean has been around for a long time, applied to painting and architecture (and even to the construction of a sonnet, see Don Paterson's introduction to his 101 Sonnets, From Shakespeare to Heaney).
You may notice water running down the sign--more about that anon--but note too the spiral ironwork, which brings me to these:
|Fibonacci fern, Pteridium aquilinum, unfurling|
(photo by BvG)
"Great equations ... share with poetry an extraordinary power -- poetry is the most concise and highly charged form of language, just as equations are the most succinct form of understanding of the aspect of physical reality that they describe."from It Must Be Beautiful: Great Equations of Modern Science
I do remember solving equations and being delighted at the elegance of the solution, which could only come to one conclusion; but that was a long time ago, and now I reserve my delight for things I can understand more easily, like Fibonacci spirals, or 60 degree angles on basalt columns...
But back to the woods:
|Stitchwort, Stellaria holostea|
|Fresh! Translucent beech leaves, Fagus sylvatica|
|Rain brings down the blossom, wind the leaves|
Here's hoping for a better May.