Tuesday, July 10, 2012

The Quiet of the Countryside

One would think an early-morning walk in the countryside would be quiet. Right? I spent some time listening this morning.

A barking dog.

Early morning birdsong.

A far-away siren.

The random shots of an air cannon. This cannon is used in neighboring blueberry fields (photo above) to scare off the birds that would gladly harvest all the ripening fruit. We segue right from firework season to blueberry cannon season.

The bleating of ewes, calling for their lambs. We separated them yesterday, and it's always a sad couple of days on the farm.

Highway traffic noise off in the distance.

The crunch of gravel under my feet.

A rooster, announcing that the world is lucky he is alive.

What do you hear when you go for a walk in your neighborhood?

1 comment:

  1. I hear our roosters and our young not quite roosters, the lamb outside my bedroom window, the sheep down the way, the cows, a few dogs, the cat telling me it's time to feed her, and the birds. Occasionally we hear a siren or someone performing target practice.


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