On the Nature of Context and Infrastructure

There once was a leaf named Horatio
Who was looking around for a way to show
How grand he would be in a color photo.

Leaf loved his gorgeous physique and technique,
Leaf was certain his hue was unique, what mystique!
Leaf was strong not dependent not weak, but a sheik!

All alone
On his own
He had grown.

Take a photo of Me, said he, not the tree!
What good is a tree to a Me?