My first botany class was taxonomy, the identification of plants, and we often put flowers under a dissecting microscope, a device with a large but low-magnification lens, about 25x, and lots of space beneath for the leaves and flowers we looked examined.
Wonder! Beauty! The closer we looked, but more details, the more amazing a flower looked. I fell in love with the miniature, the single leaf of a moss, the hairs on the throat of a blossom, the stamens and so much more. Nature is more intricate the closer you look.
Without taking the time to look, to sit still and watch the hummingbirds come to a fuchsia or a rufous-sided towhee scratch beneath the rhododendrons, we can see only the rather ordinary surface of reality. But there's alway more, much more.