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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Silverado Squatters by Robert Louis Stevenson: All this vegetation, to be sure, was stunted. The madrona
was here no bigger than the manzanita; the bay was but a
stripling shrub; the very pines, with four or five exceptions
in all our upper canyon, were not so tall as myself, or but a
little taller, and the most of them came lower than my waist.
For a prosperous forest tree, we must look below, where the
glen was crowded with green spires. But for flowers and
ravishing perfume, we had none to envy: our heap of road-
metal was thick with bloom, like a hawthorn in the front of
June; our red, baking angle in the mountain, a laboratory of
poignant scents. It was an endless wonder to my mind, as I
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