The splash-plop of the fish jumping in the pond.
The schnuffle-rumple-huzzle of the horses in the field across the way.
The cackle of the bossy magpie up on that fencepost.
The trill of the red-winged blackbirds over in those cattails.
The low timpani roll of distant thunder.
The cracks and creaks of the roof that weathers temperature changes.
The wwwwww-OOOOOOOO-sh of cars exceeding the speed limit.
The high-pitched zoom-zing-zing of those darting hummingbirds.
The steady trickle-rush of the river across the road.
The silence of the bald eagle that oversees the pond.
The seagull-like cry of the osprey as it circles, swoops, and dive bombs the bald eagle’s post.
The caw-caw-caw of the raven that bickers and taunts.
The rattle-rumble of the trailers coming down from the reservoir.
You know, for a lazy day spent recovering from ankle surgery, there sure is a lot going on around here.
(If the video below plays, then you can hear some of it, too. Or at least see the dive bombing osprey. That’s kinda neat.)