Chopin and nature. Like a French-pressed cup of coffee and Swiss chocolate.

But was it nature that inspired this feast for the eyes? How did Chopin filter out the noise to create his masterpiece? Must I do the same?

I switch to Vivaldi, an upbeat piece known for it's nature qualities. The Four Seasons. Ahh...that's perfect. I sink into the hammock, the soft southern breeze cooling my hair as I rock gently back and forth. Lulled to sleep by a dead guy...

I wake up. This is all wrong. This can't be right. I'm missing something...

The song is over, headphones silent. My gaze travels over the terrain, taking in it's rich spectacle of colors...the rich blues, the deep greens, each different shade seamlessly blending into another. Silently.

That's when it hits me. This picture can't be completed with a song. It needs the symphony of silence to accompany it. The headphones come off. The silence soundtracks the canvas I observe. The breeze now has a voice, the birds chirp. The trees sway gently, hissing on their journey of the wind...these are details.