Another pleasure is the rush that comes from recognizing the individuality of other life forms—the hit that naturalists, situated in the midst of the grand biological parade, get every time they meet something new. Few of us will ever know newness the way Linnaeus did in Lapland, when he first came upon the boreal twinflower, now known by the lovely name Linnaea (and here it was, at my feet). But we know the sweetness of first encounter. The pleasure is deeply visceral; you feel it in your belly as well as your head. Sad, how few ever experience this joy, for close observers are almost as rare
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