I hear dogs barking at each other through the trees, guarding territory, or perhaps exchanging good squirrel chasing stories. The music of a hundred song birds surrounds me as they call to each other, and warn each other, or maybe they’re warning me. A flock of hens clucks softly, their calm conversations punctuated every now and then by the full-throated crow of a rooster reminding us that he’s in charge. A cat meows for food and then purrs as the dry morsels clack into his bowl. A cow moos a hello when she sees me pass by. A little boy screeches in delight as he and his bike hurtle down a shallow hill. My heart stops for a moment until he safely reaches the bottom. Mosquitoes whine for my blood. The buzz from a thousand bees rises up from the ground as they frantically collect pollen amidst fresh blooms. A breeze rustles the long prairie grass. The gently waving blades seem to talk to me, begging not to be cut. I will probably comply. A hammer pounds against a distant nail and the low rumble of a tractor rolls across the rich, dark fields. A car drives by, a little too fast, and splashes through a deep puddle. Funny that I call this peace and quiet.
What sounds are you hearing this spring?
It is peaceful. Before getting till the end, I thought “how peaceful”. I like it!
Unfortunately the sounds I’m hearing this spring are much different :)
Thanks Nikky! I hope the season brings some new hope for you!
I have to admit that it’s been an unusual spring…I usually consider the spring peepers my sign that spring has arrived. We have spring birds arriving already, spring peepers(frogs) have already been singing away. Things are blooming 4-6 weeks early….I’m loving it, but it’s also wierd. We had to cove all the blooming plants last night from a hard freeze–I think they’re okay..we’ll see. There’s lot’s of morning choruses from the birds and they’re changing colors—spring is struggling to settle in in the north. Love you.
I hope it stays warm, it would be sad for a freeze to wipe out all that spring beauty.
It is apparent you are very much in tune with your surroundings. Were you noticing all these spring sounds in one moment? Imagine if we stopped to find the peaceful moment in every moment of the day, our lives would read like a poem. Reading yours made me feel as though I were sitting on the veranda rocking right next to you!
Your comment made me smile, imagining you rocking beside me! I was actually sitting outside and writing while Colton was playing, so, not exactly in one moment, but in a series of splendid moments!
…spring peepers… they are melodic, but also remind me that the environment is still habitable.