When I was filming with my friend at the Royal Botanic Garden, there was a man practicing saxophone under a tree. Sunlight reflected on the leaves and made an array of diamonds, shining to complement his harmonies. There were people jogging and lying on the grass resting, but somehow he made the garden his private concert, he was enjoying his performance with or without the audience. The music flew out of his instrument elegantly and effortlessly, as if it was as easy as breathing.
