Converging Worlds

The old dead oak tree on the hillside still stands among the new growth that is threatening to overtake its height.  New saplings have risen all around and despite the elements working against what remains of the tree, it still stands.  But, a day will come when it will stand no more and when it falls, everything around will hear it.

It is so easy to get lost in the materialistic world, where presents that don't arrive on time for Christmas via UPS makes more news than the true meaning of Christmas.  It is so easy to become a robot lost in cyberspace than to take the time to enjoy being a human in the outdoors.  Sometimes I want to cast off the role of electronics in my life and sometimes I want to integrate the two.

You see I have a love of electronics, always have.  I was fascinated by my first record player as a kid.  I thoroughly enjoyed my first black and white television and the information it received.  I was thrilled when color came into our home.  I spent many hours toting around my jambox and never will forget the first day I met an electronic video game console playing Pong.

I also relished the outdoors, cutting wood for the winters with my family or hunting squirrels, deer, and turkey with my father as a child.  Exploring forests alone and sometimes with friends, fishing different lakes or ponds are things I enjoy.  Some of the greatest comforts outside the secure home my parents provided as a child have come from time spent in forests, deserts, canyons, mountains and grasslands.

Whether it was flying in a Cessna or large commercial airliner, pedaling away in a small paddle boat in the middle of an ocean bay, or trying to maintain a particular depth while scuba diving over an underwater wall that disappeared into an abyss; I have loved the outdoors.

But as I said, I am also a child of the electronics age.  I have spent almost as much time indoors in front of an Atari, Odyssey, Colecovision, Nintendo, Playstation, XBox, and what will undoubtedly one day be the Oculus Rift.  I have programmed on a Commodore 64, Coleco Adam, IBM XT, Apple II, Compaq, and tried once to learn programming on an IBM Mainframe.  Now a days I spend more time with a tablet computer that connects to the Internet or a handheld device that also works as a phone that will probably integrate with my next vehicle. How times change.

As I sit outside, admiring that old dead tree and the new saplings on this cool day, thinking about what was, is, and will one day be, I do so typing away on an electronic device and feel perfectly in tune with the outdoors.