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It is a lovely place to live. We retired here which most snowbirds cannot understand, but we love it. I hope that we will solve what is happening with the loss of frogs and bees etc so we will all enjoy those sounds. The peepers do give us much pleasure although for the first few days our Newfoundland next door is very ruffled, BUT he settles down and enjoys them as well. Yes the people are also wonderful. In the long winter, we appreciate that community sense even more. Hope you can get back.
Thanks for your reply judy smith. You know…the good people of Newfoundland aren’t generally complainers. However, if the “peeps” are bothering your neighbour, see if you can find him a little “screech”. He’ll go for that. (oh to be in beautiful Maine).
I lived in the city all of my life and moved here exactly 3 years ago. My kids were shocked because I said I would never leave the city and the conveniences that are there. But now that I am retired…….I love the quiet, simple life.
Over the years and 17 moves - I have so many memories of so many places, so many different sounds. I remember living on base when my husband was in the Navy. The constant sound of jets landing and taking off. (training to take off and land on carriers). I knew how many planes were in his group. At night when they were coming in for their final landing for the evening, I would count the planes and I would know that my husband was back.
We once lived near an interstate - at first the noise, at night, seemed never-ending. After a while you didn’t notice the noise. It became "white" noise.
Now we live with the woods behind us and the Intercoastal Waterway only a few blocks away. So we have the noise of the animals, the birds and a wonderful evening breeze that makes the wind chimes ring. And, of course an occasional boat out on the waterway. And, living in a Navy town I still hear the jets from the Naval Air Station. However, now I don’t have to count the jets coming in - my husband is home and sleeping beside me.
BIRDS. Lately I’ve been hearing BIRDS. They will NOT shut the HELL up. What the hell? It is pitch dark outside; I didn’t realize there were nocturnal birds, let alone SOMANY. It’s like they’re out there at 3:30am trying to get it on.
BEFORE that, I heard silence (GLORIOUS, BIRD-LESSSILENCE) with the occasional, inexplicably soothing sounds of distant train whistles.
Kryssi—I love those distant train whistles. They remind me of growing up in Upstate New York, where we left windows open at night to get fresh air. That mournful train whistle—it was my childhood encapsulated in a sound.
Birds - owls, nightingales, doves and a few more. The scrub jays get going early in the am. The crunch crunch of raccoons up in the ground cover on the hill digging up snails and chomphing on them like potato chips, or in the summer they are on my neighbors grape vines slurping up the grapes. Coyotes yipping. An occasional car heading up the canyon as well as motorcycles. I pretend like it is the sound of waves. A dog barks here and there and they really get going if the coyotes are yipping. Occasional cat fights break the silence. And real early in the am, but it is still dark outside, the hiss of sprinkler heads and the chook chook chook of the rainbird sprinklers. Less evaporation before the sun comes out.
I don’t know how I managed to forget about car alarms. Everyone in my neighborhood made a pact to disconnect their alarms a few years ago. They used to go off constantly [especially during earthquakes]. No one pays attention to them.
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Thanks for your reply judy smith. You know…the good people of Newfoundland aren’t generally complainers. However, if the “peeps” are bothering your neighbour, see if you can find him a little “screech”. He’ll go for that. (oh to be in beautiful Maine).
Over the years and 17 moves - I have so many memories of so many places, so many different sounds. I remember living on base when my husband was in the Navy. The constant sound of jets landing and taking off. (training to take off and land on carriers). I knew how many planes were in his group. At night when they were coming in for their final landing for the evening, I would count the planes and I would know that my husband was back.
We once lived near an interstate - at first the noise, at night, seemed never-ending. After a while you didn’t notice the noise. It became "white" noise.
Now we live with the woods behind us and the Intercoastal Waterway only a few blocks away. So we have the noise of the animals, the birds and a wonderful evening breeze that makes the wind chimes ring. And, of course an occasional boat out on the waterway. And, living in a Navy town I still hear the jets from the Naval Air Station. However, now I don’t have to count the jets coming in - my husband is home and sleeping beside me.
BIRDS. Lately I’ve been hearing BIRDS. They will NOT shut the HELL up. What the hell? It is pitch dark outside; I didn’t realize there were nocturnal birds, let alone SO MANY. It’s like they’re out there at 3:30am trying to get it on.
BEFORE that, I heard silence (GLORIOUS, BIRD-LESS SILENCE) with the occasional, inexplicably soothing sounds of distant train whistles.