A Sense of Proportion

Unusually for me I found myself making my home this evening from the centre of the city on the bus, top deck. Was struck by the beauty of the trees, of which there are plenty on the streets. Was equally struck by the ugliness of many of the bulidings, pretty much any of those built in the last twenty years - of which there are also plenty. They're all too big for the spaces they occupy - unlike the trees, which all mysteriously possess a sense of proportion.