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I like to "hear" the quiet. By that I mean: no cars, construction, kids, husband, planes. When those are gone I can tune into the sound of the bullfrogs in my neighbors pond and the crickets. The cicadas and birds. The wind. All the whispers of nature from the dry leaves in autumn to the hollow quiet of falling snow. I listen for the neighborhood turkeys( they chased me in the house a month ago) and the rustling of the groundhog my dogs want to kill. Being able to actually hear the wind is very zen like to me. I do not like silence or a void-as in the absence of sound. I get up every day at 4am. I enjoy this part of my day. My husband gets up around 530 and that hour and a half each morning is the best part of the day. Second best is midnight on my deck on a sunday night- the bar down the street is closed and people are generally tucked in to prepare for work the next day. To me complete silence and a void is depressing and lonely. I like knowing I am a small part of a very alive planet.
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