Source image: "Ferns at the Royal Melbourne Botanical Gardens" by Fir0002/Flagstaffotos
Unwinding myself. Much like the string that makes nautiloid arcs in the geometers’s texts, I’m pulled just tight enough to sing if stroked. “Let’s practice drawing involutes freehand!” I’d say, and you’d reply with a smile, pointing towards a fern uncurling at our bare feet. It’s not an involute curve, true, but this soft green volute unwinds us out; its center so far from the geometer, so very close to where we lay.