Nature is like a symphony oblivious to its conductor. While we may be impertinent enough to believe we can be in control, nature moves of its own whim and free will.
My two greatest interests have always been nature and music. To this day, I’m not sure if I have yet to understand either one. Both were always in our house growing up. Music was a constant. My mother was the church organist before I was an idea. Some people had a large hutch or sideboard in their dining room. We had a large Hammond B Series drawbar organ with a Leslie speaker. In the corner was a cornet which had seen three generations beginning with my grandfather, who directed the municipal band. I think that meant he transcribed sheet music, and asked, “Can you play this month?” My uncle was a middle school band teacher and a jazz clarinetist. My great aunt was a session pianist.