Lifelet: A walk in the woods in between rain showers

Day 247 of Self Quarantine      Covid 19 Deaths in U.S.:  245,000 

As I doom scrolled through my morning twitter feed, I clicked through to McSweeney’s for a little morning humor to interrupt the many existential crises:


(2020 EDITION)

In 1820…

“A tree falls in a forest, and no one is around to hear it. It can’t be determined if it made a sound.

In 2020…

“A tree falls in a forest, and no one is around to hear it. However, a surveillance drone captures the tree falling on video.

“A scientist studies the video of the tree falling and then creates a study of why the tree fell. The scientist publishes a report, concluding that the tree fell prematurely due to accelerated soil erosion driven by climate change.

“The Sierra Club tweets out the report with the attached video of the tree falling to draw attention to the effects of climate change. It soon goes viral with fans of the environment everywhere.

“The video is reposted on a conservative Facebook page calling the report bogus. They put out a statement that the tree fell of its own free will and was not co-opted by some leftist climate movement.

“In response, a new Facebook group, “Friends of the Fallen Tree,” is created to counter misinformation spread by conservative media.

“Rush Limbaugh catches wind of the story. He claims that, rather than climate change, the tree was strangled to death by excessive tree-hugging and blames environmentalists for it falling over. The President retweets the claim. . .”

I think you get the idea.  But now the meme was firmly lodged in my feeble brain.  I knew I had to get into the woods for my morning walk to see if there were any trees that had fallen in the previous night’s wind storm.

I have to be careful this time of year as the fallen wet leaves obscure the many roots that are waiting to trip me up.  I have to move slowly and stop to see if there are any fallen trees near the trail.

As the trail widens I look forward to greeting the gnome homes and seeing what decorations adorn them.

Just a few yards from the Black Lives Matter gnome home, I stop at a recent fallen tree.

Did anybody hear it fall?  Did a drone capture its demise?  Fortunately, the magic trail clearing sawyer cut up the tree and moved the tree chunks.  Does this constitute a crime in 2020?  Do I have to be on the lookout for young men practicing “renegade tree falling”?

Now I am truly stumped.  What do I do with this travesty against nature?  The tree didn’t fall, the car did.

This tree just jumped out and crashed this old car.  Clearly, the car has been here for generations.  Did anyone hear the crash?  Did it really happen?  Inquiring 2020 minds want to know.

My trek through the woods on a rainy day is fun now.  How easily a little humorous essay can change my walk as I continue my quest to see fallen trees.

I stop on all three sides of the Wacky Nut Horse Farm Storm Water Ponds noticing how full both ponds are.  We must have had a lot of rain the last couple of nights.

I continue my search for fallen trees as I walk through the Labyrinth.

I really want to walk the slick stone labyrinth but the fallen leaves and slippery rocks caution me to wait for another day.  I stop and say a few prayers in the prayer wheel garden while listening to a seaplane take off below me in Blakely Harbor.  I absorb the patterns of nature and the rearrangement of nature by the women and men who created this little oasis.

I reflect on Marcia Bates definition of “information”:

“Information 1 is defined as the pattern of organization of matter and energy.

“Information 2 is defined as some pattern of organization of matter and energy that has been given meaning by a living being.

“Knowledge is defined as information given meaning and integrated with other contents of understanding.”

Bates, Marcia J.. Information and the Information Professions: Marcia Bates Selected Works, Volume I (p. 3). Ketchikan Press. Kindle Edition.

I am awash in Information 1 and Information 2 as I try to make meaning of the flow of cycles of nature and man.

I keep moving in my search for more fallen trees.  Alas, fallen trees are everywhere.  They’ve been falling along this trail for a 100 years.  Most are covered in moss and ivy and blackberry bushes.  Did anyone even notice?  Or hear?

Did anyone hold a DiCaprio ceremony for these fallen trees?

“In a tragic turn of events, the tree and square miles of the surrounding forest are completely destroyed in a fire caused by a gender-reveal party stunt gone wrong. (It was a boy.)

“Spearheaded by Leonardo DiCaprio, a fund supported by Hollywood celebrities pays for the ashes of the “falling tree” to be collected and interred at Forest Lawn Memorial Park. In his eulogy at the tree’s memorial service, DiCaprio noted, “We have brought the tree here to our special ‘forest,’ where it can remain a symbol to remind future generations that we need to stop trees from needless falling.” They watch the video of the tree falling in silence.”

I am glad I spent time at the gnome homes and at the Labyrinth saying a few prayers for all the fallen trees that made my walk today an inspiration.

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