Knowledge is Power

“Knowledge is power.” While many people assume Auntie Mame said it, the quote comes from Francis Bacon. Whether the statement has been applied to opinions on sacred texts or the proper mixing of martinis, this is a quote I’ve used as a personal motto for over 30 years.

The summer I turned 20, I lamented the fact that I knew absolutely nothing. I had no original thoughts, and I felt completely incompetent about everything. I was not well read, knew only the arts and literature from what had been assigned in class, and I was terrible at math, secretly hoping I’d never have to solve an equation without a calculator.

I mentioned my incompetence to a few people, and they responded by pointing out my musical ability, though I was surrounded daily by people who were far more knowledgeable and capable than I. Those people were also more passionate about their art. Others attempted to point out my, uh, well, they couldn’t find a thing I was good at. It was at that point I decided to learn as much as possible. The speaker at my sixth-grade graduation said we never stop learning. “We learn something every single day of our lives.” Good. That meant there was still time.

I started out by working with what I had: a good eye and a willingness to absorb. From then on, I surrounded myself with people I enjoy who can also stimulate my brain. I’ve read books, taken classes, watched video, heard opinions, observed live demonstrations, and had my broad general statements challenged in order to hone raw sentiments into solid philosophies about a vast array of topics.

I also set out to be more practical. With my dad, I’d taken the old car I drove to college and sanded it down and painted it one summer. I did that before I was 20, but had forgotten this was solid practical knowledge. I’d eventually take that love of transformation by gathering castoff furniture and making it nice for my first apartment. Then I learned there was more to cooking than opening the freezer and pouring from a can. I could bake bread from the age of 10, but at 21 I really started challenging myself to grow as a cook.

A new herb garden in a forest clearing. Easily accessible to the kitchen unlike the vegetable garden.
A new herb garden in a forest clearing. Easily accessible to the kitchen unlike the vegetable garden.

Gardening came later, as did a host of other practical abilities like rewiring old lamps, installing light fixtures and patching cracks in plaster. With certain subjects I knew not only how it was done, but why it is done a certain way. Throughout the decades, I’ve been blessed to know people who’ve shared similar interests in whatever subject I’ve taken on for that period of time. Such has been a springboard for exploration and more opportunities to gain knowledge.

I’ve also taken jobs, which have challenged me and left me more capable. I worked in a wood shop where I learned how to use various tools. I’ve worked in a bakery where I’ve gotten my hands on professional equipment and have made dozens of bread loaves at one time, run an electric “sheeter” (a most horrific device) and have made gallons of cake frosting in a single shift.

At some point I realized I have a reasonable understanding about a lot of subjects, and I feel comfortable in sharing my knowledge whether or not it’s been requested. When we decided to leave the city and move to the woods, I didn’t see such a life change as a major issue. Self-assured in my knowledge to handle every situation, I was ready for any challenges. The property was beautiful, but the grounds had been neglected.

I’ve found that the biggest purchase most people make requires the least amount of inspection. One tries on clothes for hours, walks around in shoes, studies maps and itineraries for trips, test drives several cars and visits multiple college campuses before deciding. But a house? One might walk through a few, spending no more than 20 minutes in each, but the decision to buy that special place occurs in the first few minutes. You know instantly if it’s going to work.

It’s only after you’re in escrow (or under contract) that the realities start to build. We saw the current property in the fullness of springtime, and loved it as soon as we stepped out of the car. The land with its trees was mainly solid walls of green at that point. When we finally moved in, it was during the summer’s drought. The leaves started falling soon after, and I could see where the occasional cluster of branches needed thinning or a place where a tree didn’t need to be.

“I think we remove two out of every six trees in a cluster,” I said as if the work were nothing more strenuous than weeding a garden. “We can use the wood for the stove,” I added, as if I knew how to use such a thing to heat a house.

In order to accomplish the thinning out, we acquired a chainsaw and had to learn the process for cutting down trees. We also learned that trees, when set adrift from their roots, have a special relationship with gravity. The accuracy of the “felling notch,” another new term which has become a regular part of our vocabulary, is crucial when you want to make a tree land in the general vicinity you’ve decided upon. I say “general vicinity” because I’ve yet to master “specific target.” And a note on the wood stove: with minimal fuss, I can now get the great room as hot as a nursing home lobby without burning the wood too rapidly.

Trees and stoves haven’t been the only things to learn. We installed a hot tub, but there’s no such thing as a pool guy to come by each week to do the chemical maintenance. Thanks to the advice of friends and the lady at the spa store, we’re getting better at this.

New geography has meant learning new types of plants and how they grow. While we’re not yet experts on well pumps and French drains, we’ve learned about safely eradicating invasive plants, and keeping gloves in the car in case we happen to encounter a tree that’s fallen across the driveway. Luckily, most have been light enough so one person can clear them away, but there was that big one during the December windstorm. We have a lot more sawing to do!

When we first arrived, each day presented me with a new experience, but I recently mentioned to Gary that we’ve learned much more than we ever thought we would. A year ago, we couldn’t imagine ourselves attempting to remove a single tree, much less the dozens we’ve taken down in the past few months. In the city, we mostly gardened in containers. Nowadays, we look at various clearings and contemplate how they’ll be used in the future. We used to discuss weekend plans thus: “Did you want to grab a bite at Musso & Frank before or after the theatre?” Now our conversation sounds more like this: “Let’s put the new pallets in the wood bin on Saturday so we can start stacking and curing all this firewood. Winter will be here before you know it.”

© 2016 by Patrick Brown

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6 Replies to “Knowledge is Power”

  1. Very well said. Yes, life is full of new adventures! It’s amazing how well you have adapted to you new surroundings. Your love for learning has served you well and will continue to do so. Love hearing about the excitement of gardening in a forest. And those trees, you have to be buff from all the physical labor that you have done. Flex those muscles and watch out for creepy crawlers!

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    1. Well, actually I eat rather well. My waistline is an inch bigger this year, but I’m physically stronger even after leaving my trainer behind.


  2. And, for all the new abilities you Two have discovered, your Friends and Family can only echo the Marines’ cry, “OOH-RAH!!” You have no idea how sharing this Brave New World in Washington with us on your web site has thrilled, chilled and inspired us all. Your adventure is an adventure for us all. And your willingness to share typical of your bigger than all outdoors heart. Sooo…SOMETHING in your myriad adventures of growing up and finding out just who Patrick was and is and will be — really worked. Big Time! Thank You. Just sayin…

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  3. You two are true soul mates of your Uncle Don! He was that Chicago kid from the South Side who at 20 said, “Enough!” Thus he began his life-long love of all the wonders of our natural surroundings, from the Rockies to the Pacific Coast and beyond.

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  4. Knowledge is power but experience is lifelong!
    Your personal challenges are contagious to all of us that just procrastinate a little too much. Gotta git!

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    1. Well git up here and help me. I just came back from a long walk. There are at least five years of projects I want to get done before September.


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