No, I’ve not gone bonkers in my old age…for decades now, September has meant the beginning of a new year. One would think it had to do with teaching at that inner city high school as the new school year usually begins in September. Not so much any more, though, as school has already been in session here for two weeks, with Labor Day being a nice break after a laborious start.
No, I go back to September beginning the new year to when I was working in the cottonseed industry. Our new crop year always began September 1. New contracts were written. The new seed crop started arriving in September as the cotton picking began shortly after Labor Day. As Terry and I drove across the valley floor last week, we noticed the bolls were breaking open and picking will begin shortly. The almond harvest is in full throttle, and with an ever increasing number of orchards to meet the ever increasing demand for almonds, the air is very dirty as these nuts are shaken from their trees and then scooped up from the orchard floor. The cotton picking will just add to the air pollution.
There seems to be a plethora of articles lately decrying the use of electronic devices. There are those who seem to think we will be returning to the age of typewriters if one just holds out long enough and does not buy into this generation of electronics and Internet use. I am baffled by this. I love all of my devices. I love being connected 24/7. I love sharing my life in pictures and words online.
I keep thinking how different my life would have been if all of this gadgetry and technology had been around when I was going to school or working. Even my teaching, which was done with computers, would be different today with what is available. We are living in a marvelous time and to even consider giving up any part of what I use now is anathema.
Terry recently bought a new laptop, a smaller, lighter-weight one as the behemoth he bought when we lived in San Francisco has begun to fail. He also got a tablet. Many days he will use the old laptop for photo editing (it has a huge screen), his new laptop for Internet, and his iPhone for emails and online newsletters. I find it quite humorous and wonder how we lived before all the gadgetry. Then I remember: we subscribed to 5-10 magazines, 2 newspapers, and we watched news shows on television. Terry also listened to the radio every day. I received letters and cards from various friends and family. Okay, that’s the one area I really miss. The cards and letters. I refuse to send greetings via Facebook, preferring to send a real card. I want to receive cards, too, But, that’s just not happening. Even in the new year.