Sound is everywhere and around us all the time. Some sounds are nice, some annoying - I 've learned to filter most of these away.
Being sound sensitive as I am, (suffering from moderate misophonia) it's vital to learn to filter away the sounds and noises that can drive you crazy. People chewing gum, eating loudly or breathing heavily can make me see red. I've learned myself to count to ten and walk away from the noise when possible. However, in some situations it is very difficult e.g. at the office, meetings, formal social events, conferences and so on. At work I use a headset and listen to music to remove all that annoying background noise.
On the other hand there are sounds that are really, really nice and lovely listening to. Here are some of my favorites:
Harvesters running in August. As a kid, my siblings and I looked forward to taking a round or two with our tennant on his harvester in our field behind the house. Back then, life was slower, nothing much happened in our lives on a day to day basis.
So this was one of the really, really big days during the year. Next best thing was to tell everyone in school the day after. Going to bed at night with the window open, the noise of harvesters running, was the background noise I fell asleep to.
I still love falling asleep to that sound!
Apples falling to the ground. In october when the trees are full of ripe fruit, you can hear a quiet "plop" when the apple is released from the tree and lands on the lawn.
Last year where the apple tree was overloaded with apples you could hear the sound day and night. At night, when everything was quiet, a sudden gust or the squirrels playing in the tree, released almost a salvo of falling apples.
Quiet evenings early October, it's cosy to sit in the orangery with a blanket, tea and candles and just listen to the apples falling.
The sound of silence. That's not quite true, as silence is not complete anywhere.
Sometimes at night I wake up, just listening to the sound of... nothing. Listening again, I can hear my husband breathe, the cat wandering around in the house, the clocks ticking, the fridge running and so on.
Sometimes in summer, I get up very early before the rest of the world wakes. Sitting outside with a cup of tea, I hear the birds waking up, a mouse rustling in the hedge or simply the sound of nothing. No cars, no lorries, no lawn mowers, no babies crying, no paper boy (yes they do still exist) - the whole town still asleep.
Only once have I come close to complete silence.
Hiking the Mt. Ararat (Ağri Daği) in Turkey, I experienced almost complete silence. Above 2500 m, the sounds vanishes. There are not really birds, flowers or animals here. Only dust and lava rocks. The rocks absorb most sounds and even hiking together with others, you suddenly feel all alone in in the world. You can see the others, but somehow you feel like being in each your own bubbles, worlds apart.
This silence was impressive to me - almost meditative, others felt uncomfortable by the no-input to your ears.
... quietly dripping on the roof while I can sit in my armchair with the wood stove burning. A good book and maybe a glass of a fine port too.
... in a storm, bashing against the windows, while I enjoy being indoors - lots of candles burning and curled up in the sofa with a blanket, lots of pillows and hot cocoa.
A purring cat
A purring cat on my lap.
Bianca loves cuddling and returns my gentle strokes with a loud purr. She's fully at home now, after more than four months with us. Every day when we come home, she's waiting for us somewhere around the house, and starts purring loudly as soon as she sees us.
She purrs in her sleep, when she crashes on the sofa or the armchair. She purrs when I feed her, she purrs when she delivers another mouse or bird in the kitchen - proud and wanting to offer me her prey. Sometime I wake up at night with her purring next to the bed.
... jumping out of bed running to the bedroom, early on a weekend morning. Suddenly the bed is full of children, awake, happy, full of energy and ready for some breakfast.
Now, the feet belongs to sleepy teens, so it's been some years now since I heard the sound the last time. It was a morning's promise for a day, with plenty of time to be together all day, without any rush.
I miss it sometimes...