Today I'm celebrating the sounds we take for granted. There are so many, and without the ability to hear, it would be a very different day indeed. Morning sounds alone are enough to make me appreciative.
--the click of the keyboard as I type this message. How wonderful I learned to type at an early age. I once worked for someone who had never learned to type, except to poke at the keys randomly.
--the rush of air when the furnace clicks on, warming the house and my body, and telling me it is time to get up. We heat with natural gas--so easy, so efficient, a luxury I dare not take for granted when I think of those in the world that must search for wood or dried animal feces to heat and cook with on a daily basis.
--coffee grinding downstairs in the grinder when Vince wakes up earlier than me, and the trickle of the coffee pot brewing.
--the strum of his guitar before getting ready and leaving for work. James Taylor is his favorite, but lately, Silent Night.
--smart phones beeping, alerting us to messages or the need to charge when we have forgotten.
--the suction of the refrigerator door opening and closing.
--the clang of dishes, pots and silverware coming out of the dishwasher.
--the vibrating hum of the microwave and beep at the end.
--sometimes the sound of NPR news on the radio, but lately we prefer it quiet. We are both information-overloaded.
--hot and cold flowing water, surging through our pipes at the flush of a handle, the twist of a knob, the lift of a handle, and back out again as it drains.
--garage doors opening and closing as Vince and my neighbors leave for work.
-trucks and cars parked on the street, starting their engines, car alarms accidentally tripping, car doors slamming shut, and the hum of these vehicles as they pass.
--a dog left outside, sad to be left alone and barking.
--the gentle click of a clock, reminding me it is time to get busy.
How about you? What would you add to this list?
Wishing you a wonderful weekend!
Copyright 2013 © Sharon Himsl
