Which of Nature’s (non-human) musics are you aware of, which most meaningful or beautiful to you? Examples: bubbling water, rustling leaves, birdsongs, waterfall roars, thunder, crickets chirping, waves lapping or breaking, etc.
The sound of the ocean, waves on the beach, are a near constant background.
We had a thunder storm through this afternoon.
I wake most mornings to the sound of the dawn chorus of birdsong.
I hear the rustling of the leaves and branches in the wind most days.
Had two days this week hiking up a mountain stream and camping on a small plateau – the sound of running water and falling rocks, and birds and deer and insects.
Sometimes the sounds of cicadas drown out all other sounds.
Last night as I walked the dogs I heard frogs, crickets, an owl, seagulls and a masked lapwing.
Right now, there is the gentle shushing of waves on the beach, and the tick of a clock, and the gentle click of the laptop keyboard as I write.
They are all meaningful to me.
So much information in all of the different animal sounds.
Mating calls, territorial calls, alarm calls – each species with different ranges.
More information in the sounds of wind (speed, direction, gustiness).
So much happening in nature.
Yes – often heard in our house.
We have attended performances of Sing along Sound Of Music several times, as a family.
A favourite tune of mine also.
Ailsa was the last Met Officer at the Kaikoura Meteorological station, before it was automated 22 years ago (300 meters from where we now live), and she and I share a love of extreme weather. We often have winds here over 100km/hr (50 knots) – several times a month. Several times a year the winds are over 70 knots (140km/hr). Occasionally they are over 120 knots (240km/hr). Ailsa has one trace of the wind going to 119 knots then stopping suddenly – the instrument pack blew off the top of the hill.
And it is nice to observe it from inside the house, with the fire going, warm & dry.
One night 2 years ago I was walking the dogs late at night in a gale when an extreme gust hit me (I estimated close to 90 knots) and even leaning into wind at a 45 degree angle I could not get enough traction, and was blown backwards (still upright, boots on the ground) over the edge of the ridge and out of the worst of the wind (the ground was a bit icy, so tractions was a bit low to start with). Quite an “interesting” experience 😉
One of the things I learned from many years at sea was to be able to sleep through any weather, but to wake up if any sounds changed that might require action on my part to mitigate risk. That can keep me awake when gales are really gusty.