Friday, January 29, 2010

Sound


I have lived in this house for nearly twenty years. It is like an old shoe and is very comfortable. This winter for the first time I have noticed that I can tell if it snowed overnight by just listening without ever leaving the warmth of my bed. Not by the light sound of snow flakes falling and hitting ground. Not by the wind buffering up against the north wall. I can tell if it snowed when I can hear the state snow plows on Highway 9 that stretches from Kremmling to Canon City and runs about fifty yards from my house. Most of the time I can hear the plows every thirty minutes or so but I can even tell the snow depth as they drive by more often. I think that those of us who can taste, feel, see, smell and hear sometimes discount the gift of our senses. All we have to do is quiet ourselves and just listen. Listen to the snowplows on a cold January morning in Colorado's High Country.

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