With the prompt of the day, Silence, I couldn’t resist this:
For those who aren’t aware of Doctor Who… What planet do you live on?
Why is it that we equate silence with the sound of crickets? Anyone who has lived in places of many crickets knows that is a LOUD obnoxious sound! (I year in Coalinga, California taught me this.)
Simon and Garfunkel come to mind here as quieter sounds of silence.
I’d like to think that we have moments of silence out here in the boondocks. But there is a small airport within a mile from us. There are cows and coyotes and chickens and turkeys and a small amount of traffic in front of our house. The ambient noise is wind–Mariah?
Silence is Golden–wow! We in the rebellious 60s were yelling silence a lot!
It was lots of fun thinking of these songs. But really. Have you noticed that true silence can’t happen? Even if there is no sound. That is when you can hear your heart beating louder than a drum and the breathing noises and swallowing noises. the embarrassing stomach growl and oooh the worst, the fart. And the only place you notice all those noises is in church or maybe worse, yoga class. So maybe there is no such thing as silence? Or does it pass us by like those guys on Doctor Who? Maybe we need to litter our skin with hash marks when we notice?
The prompt, “Silence” was brought to us by Willow. See her blog, “Willowdot21”at https://willowdot21.wordpress.com/
Once again, thanks to Linda G. Hill for the fun we’re having Jotting every day of January.
