This is a different sort of entry into the discusssion blog. It is a somewhat personal note. However, it charts the course Martha and I sometimes follow to enjoy our world more.
It starts with our neighbor whose wife has been very ill for over a year and who has just recently succumbed to the inevitable. They had been married well over 30 years and the loss is significant. But he is facing it bravely and is beginning to make changes in his life and surroundings.
They had lived in that home at least 25 or 30 years, and it had a lovely back yard. We enjoyed it. There were very tall trees giving shade, and a sort of oriental feeling to the way the yard was laid out and the plants that were used.
In a subtle way, it may have been one of the reasons we chose the house we live in. We could sit on our patio, eating lunch or dinner and enjoy the view of his yard.
But the trees were old. Some of the trees were dying and had to be removed and others were in need of severe trimming of the branches. And so the day came when men arrived saws in hand - and huge pieces of equipment to lift them high in the tree so they could do what had to be done.
The neighbor was delighted with the trimming and the tree removal. We were saddened. We lost a beautiful view. He felt that he was free from what seemed to him a closed in - "trapped" - area from which he could not escaped. Martha and I spent some time thinking of the psychological meaning of his feelings - thinking that the preparation for the death of the wife had loomed over him like a dark cloud from which there was no escape. So in carrying out the plans for "redoing" the back yard that the two of them had made, he was coming out of the imprisoning gloom that had been his during tne past year.
But we soon went beyond that when Martha pointed out how the "stubs" on the tree trunks that remained formed a spiral pattern that was visible where several branches that had grown next to each other were removed. This reminded us of Pascal and his triangle - of Fibonocci numbers - and led me to think it would be nice to have some material on numbers and number patterns in this blog.
In 1980 when I got my first PC, I taught myself programming using assembler (the only language the computer could handle at that time) by designing and coding programs that interested me. I made some lovely black and white designs using the number series mentioned in the last paragraph. So in watching the trees being hewn, we had some pleasures at least in noticing once again the wonders of nature's designs and in reminiscing in past play with designs.
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