Sunday, October 01, 2006

Silence, or its near cousin

It's 1 a.m. here (I'm a hopeless night owl). Just wandered out to get the mail -- I've let it go for the last few days -- and the neighborhood is so still that you can hear the wind soughing through the cottonwoods behind our house. Even though we live a stone's throw away from the boondocks out here, I don't often get the chance to savor the rich near-silence of an early morning. Absolute silence outdoors makes it seem as though the world was newly-made and still waiting for living things.

The Seven Sisters are up in the eastern sky.

4 comments:

tlc illustration said...

Mmmmm. Sounds lovely.... I keep trying to change my night-owl ways - but alas, to no avail...

Soozcat said...

I've given up trying to change it... these days I'm pretty unrepentant. I get some of my best ideas at night.

Cpt. Midnight said...

Yeah, really good ideas like, "Holy cow! It's 4:30am! Time to head to bed and snuggle up to my honey."

Soozcat said...

All right you.