No, not lions or tigers or bears (oh my!). The roar of life. Anywhere we seem to go, there is a roar. A dull roar of the city traffic, or the hum of the well used roads. It exists everywhere, city and country. A constant hum of whatever.
Yesterday was a perfect day for sitting in the backyard. It was sunny and warm. The birds were singing. It was great.
Then the roar started.
First it was the guy changing his winter tires in his driveway. Frrrrip friiip of the nuts being whirred from the tires.
Added to that little symphony was the guy with his power washer, trying to kill the bejeezus winter residue out of the driveway. Braaap-braaap-braaap.....annoying piece of s*i*.
Added to this was the guy running his ATV...not running it anywhere, just running it.
Add to this the cacophony of dogs, put outside to catch some rays, and to get the barking out of the house (go and annoy the neighbours Fido).
So, I finally found some quiet by retreating inside the house, turning on the sat radio, and chilling.
Today I am listening to hammering outside. No doubt someone is building something. A deck. A doghouse for Fido to bark in. Whatever.
The only place where I have ever heard total quiet is when we are sailing...away from the dogs and the machinery and the constant noise. I look forward to this...very soon.