We listen too much to the telephone and
we listen too little to nature. The wind is
one of my sounds. A lonely sound, perhaps,
but soothing. Everybody should have his
personal sounds to listen for—sounds that
will make him exhilarated and alive, or quiet
and calm... As a matter of fact, one of the
greatest sounds of them all—and to me it is
a sound—is utter, complete silence.
starting with a motor out on the
pump to the well and spending
two days without running water.
A week of record setting temperatures
and snow flurries falling across the
fields. Of ice covering everything,
and showing no signs of melting.
A week of all the bridges being closed
and not being able to leave the farm.
Thank goodness I keep a stocked pantry
and don't depend on a grocery store for
most of my food. [ Something I learned
years ago with a hurricane].
A week of blowing my eating plan
and consuming wheat and cheese both
on the same day; now feeling the
effects of it and what it does to my
A week filled with stress and anxiety,
of headaches and not being able to
I am looking forward to spending
the weekend regrouping and finding
my center again. A weekend of
long walks, knitting, and listening
to the silence that surrounds me
soothing my soul.
Peace to you.