Monday, March 28, 2011

Open House De-Construction

The display gardens were taken apart today.  All the forced trees and shrubs that were in bloom at the back of the greenhouse, and now it is gone.  The masses of forced daffodils were pulled out and the blooms cut off to be sold in blinding golden yellow bouquets.  Spring. While snow is still unmelted.  March coming in like a lion and going out with a roar.

The book I am reading is "Mind's Eye" by the Swedish author Hakan Nesser.  A man wakes up, not remembering his name, but he feels the space he is in, is his home.  He needs to use the bathroom.  The door is locked.  He breaks in and discovers the body of a woman  face down in the full bathtub. He remembers his name and that the woman is his wife. He calls the police.  Of course, the police believe he killed her.  The detective is not 100% sure.  That is as far as I have gotten.

The Japanese situation is evolving into something that will change Japan forever (or at least as long as I will live) and will change the way we choose to make electricity.  Nuclear reaction just to boil water to run a steam turbine to make electricity.  To power a lifestyle of limitless perfection.  It is all so very sad. I wonder if this is one long thread that began with the atomic bombs dropping from the sky?

The world is changing so quickly. I remember when I was a child and time moved so slowly.  Summer lasted almost forever.  In college I typed my papers on a typewriter powered by electricity (new) and drew any diagrams freehand or by tracing them from books.  If I needed to calculate a percentage I did it by hand.  No calculators.  Phones were dialed after inserting a coin.  Long distance was for emergencies. Television had two colors: black and white and three channels. And now, 40 some years later I am writing this to you on a computer I have no idea how it works, where I just watched an episode of Detroit 187 I missed,  and you are are someone I don't actually know, out there, somewhere I have never been, and we are friends.

In the words of an 85 year old friend; "fascinating".

2 comments:

Diane N said...

Thank you for sharing the book title and author with us. I appreciate it. I am always looking for someone new and GOOD to read.

My mother passed away last year. One of the things we often talked about was how much the world had changed in our lifetimes. My own recollections are much the same as yours. My mother lived through part of the 1920's, survived the Great Depression, World War II, etc... She often commented that the world had changed more in her lifetime than probably any other generation in history. I think she was right. She also said for all the advancements that brought so much good, there was too much bad. She felt that people were growing farther and farther apart, not only in geography but neighborhoods, friendships, and common bonds. Too much I and not enough we.

I would be surprised if they started dropping nuclear weapons. I think the beginning of "the end" will begin in a much more banal way and probably nobody will even notice. By the time they do, it just might be too late to do anything about it.

I don't mean to end on a down note. Your post yesterday was so good that I hope you keep that feeling! Chin up and carry on!

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