Monday, July 27, 2009
The sound of darkness.
What a day!
My electric iron pop and burst, the pc has a very slow connection that I cannot go to my farm, there's nothing good to watch on tv, and the boy's aren't home yet. So, I lay down in bed and just feel the warm, soft breeze passes through the open second floor window. I watched as it gently nudge the curtain which slowly sway back and forth.
Then my eyes wandered outside of the window into the sky. Darkness has filled my quiet room but the rich and deep color lay scattered in all parts of the sky - orange, deep blue, brown, green, red - as if some impulsive artist slipped on a blindfold and went wild with his brush and palette! As I noticed the color getting stronger by the second, then quickly, the painting gets engulfed by the oncoming darkness. Night has descended.
Actually, it is early evening in the city. No longer day, not quite night. And here I am lying in bed in the newly arrived darkness surrounded by silence. It is my space, my little corner of the world. And it is comfortable. And quite...or so I think!
It is this time of the day when the heat begins to fade, but still lays quite heavy. It is a time when people, animals and things begins to slow down, but surely there is still plenty of activities. Under day time sky, it seems sounds become diffused and escape, but under the cloak of darkness, sounds hang around and become amplified.
Somewhere out there I hear the sound of a motorcycle driving away. I also hear a dog starts to bark into the darkness. Within seconds, another dog starts to join in. I hear a group of kids scamper by, yelping and laughing, their playful sounds disappear with them. I also hear the tinkling sound of a gas stove as my neighbor starts to cook. Then there is the sound of a fork, a spoon and a dish. In fact the sound resonates as if it's in stereo. Then a gate to a house slammed shut. A radio get started on. It is one of those cheap little portable radios that makes the music sound like it's being broadcast from far away.
As the gentle breeze continue to blow through my window, I lay still in the quiet darkness of the early evening and listen...
How about you? What are the sounds you hear from where you are now?