Inside the hollow of a tall tree, surrounded by tendrils of new poison ivy, lies a paper cup from Cici’s Pizza, red-and-white striped straw still emerging from its depths. Since it is inside of the tree, no one can see it, or at least this is what the owner of this empty cup believed. He looked at this nook and thought “trash receptacle.” No matter that others see the same space as a home for wild animals, or tree nymphs, or gnomes. Imagination varies wonderfully from person to person. Thoughtfulness, however, is usually a more constant trait.