Nature is rich of beauty, both in its visual and auditory aspects. Many of us enjoy listening to the peaceful chirping of crickets on a calm night, the melodious calls of different birds, the croaking of springtime frogs, and the subtle rustle of leaves in the breeze. However, have you ever given the sound of a tree trunk any thought? You may actually hear the sounds of a tree trunk’s rings.
Everyone has heard the mesmerizing sounds of crickets chirping in the dark or the harmonious chorus of birdsong. Perhaps even the sound of springtime frogs croaking or the soft rustle of leaves in the breeze brought us joy. However, have you ever thought about tuning in to a tree trunk? Yes, a tree trunk—you read that right.
In actuality, we are referring to the rings within of trees when we talk about listening to their trunks. Tree trunks are full of rings that hold vital secrets about the life of the tree. These rings show how much water was available to the tree at different times of the year.
However, have you ever observed that these rings have a greater vinyl record-like appearance? Bartholomaus Traubeck, an artist, most likely did. He was intrigued by the concept and invented a unique kind of record player that had the ability to “read” the differences in color and texture between the rings inside a tree trunk. These patterns are converted into musical notes by this amazing apparatus, producing a distinctive kind of tree trunk music.
It’s possible that you’re asking how this is even feasible. With the use of light, Traubeck’s incredible record player interprets the color and texture of a tree’s rings to create music. Although it looks like something from a science fiction film, the technology is actually very simple.
Traubeck only need a basic PlayStation eye camera and a motor to move the record player’s arm. Data from the tree trunk was captured by the camera and subsequently uploaded to a computer. This data was interpreted into a compelling piano piece using a program called Ableton Live, resulting in a composition that is captivating.
You can listen to Traubeck’s record player play the entrancing sounds of nature by watching the video that is attached below. There are no random noises like crackling, which is unexpected. Rather, the sound that surfaced is incredibly lovely and eerie. It may bring to mind the enigmatic and seductive background soundtracks from the silent film period.
The fact that each tree has a distinct song just serves to highlight how amazing this is. Tree rings are unique, much like human fingerprints. We now virtually have an endless library of unique records because to Traubeck’s innovation. It’s a whole new perspective on and appreciation for nature’s magnificent symphony.
Thus, the next time you’re surrounded by trees, stop and pay attention. The remarkable sounds that come from a tree’s simple trunk may surprise you.
She Raised His Daughter Alone—His Return After 10 Years Ends in Heartbreak
A man left his young daughter with his mother to start a new life with his wife. When he returns ten years later, he’s shocked to find both his mother and daughter gone, with no sign of where they went.
Doris Dakkar had been a single mother to her son, Nicholas, after her husband left when Nicholas was seven. Life had been tough, but Doris worked two jobs to make sure Nicholas had everything he needed.
At that time, Doris was only thirty. She never thought she’d be raising a child alone again at sixty, nor did she expect Nicholas would abandon his own daughter, just like his father did.
Nicholas had married a wonderful woman named Sandra, but sadly, she passed away when their daughter, Paige, was nine years old. Shortly after Sandra’s death, Nicholas started a relationship with a woman named Donna and married her within six months. Doris, his mother, believed that Nicholas was just lonely.
Doris noticed that Paige, who used to be a happy and playful child, became quiet and withdrawn. Doris thought it was because Paige was grieving her mother’s death. She still believed her son was a good man, but that changed soon.
Selfish people don’t care about others’ happiness.
The summer Paige turned ten, Nicholas asked Doris if she could look after Paige for three weeks while he and Donna went on a vacation to Alaska.
“Every couple needs time alone, Mom,” Nicholas said. “Paige has been difficult lately… She doesn’t like Donna.”
Doris was surprised but agreed. “Alright, Nicky. A break might help all of you. But Donna knew you had a daughter when she married you. A grown woman should be able to handle a ten-year-old who is still trying to cope with her mother’s death and her father’s quick remarriage.”
Nicholas turned red with anger. “I should’ve known you’d take Paige’s side!” he shouted. “Donna makes me happy, and that’s all that matters!”
“I thought someone had to be on Paige’s side, and I’m surprised it’s not her father,” Doris replied. “Making your daughter happy should make you happy, too!”
Nicholas stormed out, but when he returned a week later to drop off Paige, he seemed like his usual self. He kissed Paige goodbye and hugged Doris.
“I’ll be back on August 27, Mom,” he said, then drove off, waving happily.
But August 27 came and went, and Nicholas never returned. Doris tried calling him, only to discover his number had been disconnected. He hadn’t called his daughter since he left, but sometimes replied to her text messages.
Now, it seemed he had disappeared. Doris found out that the house Nicholas and Sandra owned had been sold. He was gone.
He had abandoned his daughter with his elderly mother, showing no concern for her.
Doris sat down with Paige and reassured her, “We’ll be okay, you and I. Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you. I love you, and one day, your father will regret what he’s done.”
Ten years later, Nicholas returned to his mother’s house. He was shocked to see the house looked abandoned, with an overgrown garden and boarded-up windows.
He knocked on a neighbor’s door. The woman seemed surprised to see him and hesitated to give him Paige’s new address. She looked at his shabby clothes and rusty car.
“Paige is married now, and Doris lives with her. I wouldn’t expect a warm welcome after what you did,” she said coldly.
Nicholas didn’t respond and walked away, confident he could charm his mother.
When he arrived at Paige’s new address, he was stunned. It was a luxurious mansion. He rang the doorbell and told the maid, “I’m here to see Doris or Paige Dakkar.”
The maid corrected him, “You mean Mrs. Dakkar or Mrs. Henderson,” and led him to a grand sitting room.
A few minutes later, Paige walked in. She looked at him silently, showing no surprise. Nicholas guessed the neighbor had warned them he was coming.
“Paige, my baby,” Nicholas said, stepping forward to hug the beautiful young woman his daughter had become.
“What do you want, father?” she asked calmly, without anger.
“I wanted to see you and Grandma Doris. I’ve missed you both so much,” Nicholas said, forcing a smile.
Doris walked in then, looking calm and younger than her age. “Nicholas, why are you here?” she asked.
“I came to see my family,” Nicholas said, raising his voice. “I was hoping for a warm welcome!”
“You abandoned me, father,” Paige said coldly. “Did you really expect a warm welcome?”
“It wasn’t my fault,” Nicholas whined. “Donna said she’d leave me if I didn’t go with her.”
Doris smirked. “But Donna’s not here now. Did she leave when the money ran out?”
Nicholas glanced around the room enviously. “You seem to be doing well. I’m unemployed and struggling. Can’t you help me out?”
“I’m surprised you’d ask for help after abandoning us,” Paige said. “But for Grandma Doris’s sake, I’ll help.”
Paige went to a fancy desk, unlocked a drawer, and took out an envelope and a set of keys. “These are the keys to the old house, and there’s $5,000 in here. Don’t come back asking for more.”
Paige hugged Doris and walked out of the room. Moments later, the maid arrived and escorted Nicholas out before he could take anything valuable.
Nicholas sat in his car outside the mansion for a long time. “I did what I had to do,” he muttered. “Why can’t anyone understand how much I’ve suffered? There’s no gratitude in this world…”
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