*ding dong ding dong ding dong* Ya know, they say living out here is a quiet residence. I beg to differ. We have the noon-time Catholic church bells ironically sounding from the "House of Silence". Then, there's the mid-morning, mid-evening, and MIDNIGHT sirens screaming across the hills. Now that it's prime harvest season, the tractors are running through the fields at any possible working hour. This includes late night hours and early morning hours. This weekend, folk music was singing from the neighborhood at the bottom of the hill. The funniest of all the noises, however, is the cow. Every so often, there is just one cow who bellows just one mighty bellow, also a day or night sounding. She makes me smile.
Just letting you know I'm alive. :-) Happy Tuesday!
