This small space on the edge of the much larger Sam Houston Park in downtown Houston is not one you can plan ahead unless someone began 100+ years ago by planting the oak tree. The space gives me the feeling I think a rabbit would have when scurrying out of site under a bush. The rabbit would look up through the stems and leaves to see if the humans were still there.
The rabbit and I have that in common as while sitting on the bench and looking past the tree’s canopy to the skyscrapers on the other side of the street and beyond I realize the giants are not going away and I have to go back to work.
As this blog is targeted at those that develop public spaces I will set aside the esoteric view and say that my philosophy is when a public space takes me to a different place or time, even for a moment, it succeeded. That is not an original thought but one that I believe.
Some spaces provide an escape, some a peaceful or inspiring place and the best transport one to a new reality that includes all the others. How that is achieved is different for different people. My younger friends might think this place is a bit tame and best for us older types. But, even that thought is an indication they were transported to a different time. Those with children will watch the kids try to climb the tree and remember when they were a child and the trees they climbed–a different place and time.
If you want to experience this place then click here for a map of the location.