When I gaze out my window, at the world beyond. I tend, most frequently to see the big picture, or forest, before I see individual components, or. as in this example, the trees.
I haven’t always been a “forest” first type of fellow, in fact, quite the opposite., used to be much more frequently the case. My Mother always said, “Trifles make perfection, but perfection is no trifle.”
Very wise words indeed. The problem was, I tended to take that maxim too literally at times. I used to get so bogged down with the finite details, so much so, at times, that I would do so, to the exclusion of everything else. That or just completely lose the plot. 😦
My maternal Grandmother, who also tended to be the sensible pragmatic sort, had an expression that helped me a lot,
She used to say,
“Aways keep your eye on the big prize’ for although an elephant cannot be devoured in a single bite, while you nibble way at a tiny piece ,always remember from whence it came.’