The church bells up the street finishing their 6:00 songs, the soft clacking of Mom's sewing machine from the next room and a bunch of blue jays squawking it up in the maple outside my window. And crickets talking back and forth.
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Rereading this thread and my initial response, made me realize the majority of my comments were, shall we say, a bit on the down side? (*Must have been in a crappy mood at the time*)

So, thanks, CJB for the *Ooof!* BUMP of this topic. Gives me a second opportunity to wax a little more positively. Many of them have already been mentioned by so many others, but here's a few of mine to add to the list which give me joy.

•The crunching sound of my husband's footsteps on our gravel driveway when he's coming home from work.

•The voices of my mother and father, both now gone, talking and laughing on cherished, old cassette tapes. (Bittersweet sounds these. You know. Tears followed by great joy, followed by tears again?)

•The sound of a sincere apology and the sound of forgiveness.

•And finally...the twocking-suction like sound made by the lid of a freshly opened gallon of ice cream.

Thanks again, CJB, for the second chance.

gardenz

gardenz, I completely understand you on your initial response. My neighbors used to fight with eachother constantly. I almost sold my house and moved because it bothered me so much.

On of the reasons I like this thread is because so much about noise is perception. A noise which annoys one person (e.g. barking beagles, whistling train, the hum of tires, tree toads), someone else may find comforting.

I loved both that both you and loamy had the crunching sounds (gravel and leaves). I love the sound of crunching snow when you walk in the really cold weather. Funny, just thinking about it makes me anxious for winter. I love walking in really cold weather, when the snow crunches, the cold air stings your cheeks, and the tree branches groan.

Ah, yes! And when it's really cold, and the snow creaks and squeaks under your steps. (Then, course, I wish for the feeling of the first barefoot walk in the spring!)

Creaks and squeaks? Actually, I do remember that from my childhood in Philadelphia. But I haven't seen snow since the early 1970's, and that was a 2 day trip into the local mountains.

Right now I'm grateful to hear my 2 outside cats talking to me, because they both almost died of 2 different diseases this week. (Don't even ask what the vet bills were!)

I hear you about the kitties, jenniferch.

One of my little ones (the oldest) has had more problems in his little life than any ten kitties put together. But, now between his hyperthroidism and a recent mass discovered in his chest, which nearly forced me to hospitalize him for intravenous feeding...the best sound I hear right now is him meowing for food.

Ooops! There he goes again. *Big, big grin!* :x

This is not a thread for the hearing impaired, is it?

Good thing it comes with captions!

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Hey, Farmme! Great to see you. --J--

It's great to see you here, Gardenz. :x I just wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed reading your GardenZone articles (yes, I lurked over there ), especially the one about anthromorphizing the "bit players" in the greenhouse, and the one about what the garden at the vacant house must have looked like.

I anthromorphize plants myself, and I am bummed that I don't have time to have a close personal relationship with every single plant in my garden. --J--

What about the satisfying ping that jars full of canned vegetables make? I love the feeling I get when I look on the shelves of bright jars waiting for fall & winter meals.

Just bumping this post up because it's one of my favs. I just love the descriptions on some of the entries. Some are down-right poetic.

Right now I hear the high-pitched hum of tree toads, which is a bit odd because they don't usually start up until evening. Sigh, tree toads at 5:30... must mean fall is here.

The fall of the water in the pond in the backyard, and the cascade from the fountain in the front. Kids playing at the elementary school. A motorcycle rumbling by and the yappy neighbor dogs howling along. Crows scolding something they don't like. My kitties meowing to get out through the screen on their bedroom.

Right now, I hear a Family Guy rerun on tv.

--J--

Catie, thank you for bumping this post up again. I've enjoyed reading it immensely. I've been sitting here listening to a very persistent cricket the whole time I've been reading. Probably after while the owl will start up.

I still live on the same hilltop and listen to the wind, though there is none tonight. Just me and the cricket tonight, and DH's television in the other room.

When the tv finally goes off, there is the reassuring sound of his snoring. The snoring used to bug me till I thought of the widow ladies who live all around me and then I'm thankful I've still got a man snoring.

I heard a car go by a little while ago. This time of night, those are few and far between unless it's a long holiday weekend and the college kids are home.

Top, I hear ya about the snoring. My hubby has been ill the past few days (we went to the doctor yesterday, and now he's starting to get better). I had trouble falling alseep, and he had trouble getting comfortable. I've never been more relieved to hear the snoring.

--J--