My recent poll on what makes one relax was added as a result to a specific activity. I found myself listening to the rain’s cadence. It was cool enough to have the windows and the door open, which lent themselves to a wonderful experience of listening. The T.V. was off, and it was mid-evening when the rain began. It was a most calming experience to just sit and listen. It took me back to my younger days when I used to love to listen to the falling rain. The rain became an orchestra to my ears. Sweet music!
So, tonight while everything else is quiet, I can hear the chirping of a lone cricket outside. A cricket’s aria. Another sound I used to love to listen to as a child.
Which reminds me, as a child, I used to lie in bed at night and listen to the song of the toads, tree frogs and crickets. In the distance, there would be the blowing of a train’s whistle. The rumbling vibration of the train and the symphonic nightsong of the creatures outside is a favorite childhood memory