It is 11.20am. Chris has gone to St Michael's and the Church bell has just finished its 10 minute solitary call to worship. I have finished the morning jobs on the field and the dogs are all sleeping after their two staggered walks around the village and country lanes a half hour ago.
The cottage is silent.
Usually on a Sunday I will be listening to Radio 4 whilst pottering around the house. I always listen to LBC talk radio as I feed and water the birds early in the morning, but right now, as I jot down a few notes for my chicken course, tucked carefully away at my desk in the bedroom, I am enjoying the silence.
Of course, there really is no silence , even when you are alone.
There is the dull whirl from the washing machine in the kitchen as it battles yet another heavy load of dirty, animal stained work clothes............
Even through double glazing I can hear the "QUARK! QUAAARRRK!" from a trio of runners as they squabble over something minor by the lane gate and beyond them the deep baying of Scotty the last remaining buff cockerel drowns out the lighter crowing of Rogo and Roger........
There is the intermittent patter of rain on the windows behind my head, the occasional sleepy sigh from Meg curled up on the bed nearby........and far in the distance (although they are only 50 yards away) the thoroughbreds from the riding stables are thundering around their paddocks rather too playfully and with very heavy feet.
Even though I spend 80% of my time at home, I think I don' t spent enough time with just the above sounds for company, I don't think that many of us do. The radio is often my constant companion, and although It stimulates thought and ideas, those thoughts and ideas are mainly of external things.
Just now, It is nice to zone away from the bigger stories of the day, and think of other things.......so I am thinking of my introductions to my chicken teaching course!, I have planned to re organise my vegetable plots in my mind and have daydreamed of perhaps obtaining a new plot of land (there is a small plot potentially free nearby which would be away from the crop destroying chickens)
I have planned to do an extra shift that would pay for the car being serviced and I am looking forward to catch up with old friend Nigel in Manchester on Thursday evening.
Other mental lists get added to, in these quiet moments......I need to chase up my volunteer job at the Scala cinema on Tuesday (The Burma VJ documentary that I missed a week ago is showing there too!!!), The Trelawnyd Flower Show committee meeting is on Wednesday, the last one before August's show, and we always have mountains of jobs to complete before the big day and to cap it all my sister's Prestatyn Flower Show takes place towards the end of next week and I have not even organised my entries for that as yet.......
I need to get some antibiotic powder for Susan who still looks a little wan and the back garden looks a mess and needs clearing and weeding........................................
sigh.......perhaps I shouldn't be thinking too much..................there are just too many things to be done....
It sounds like there's a whole lot of noise going on in your head!
ReplyDelete