SOUNDS OF NATURE

I've found something out the past couple of weeks staying at home. After living on the asphalt roads for the past three years, and the hustle and bustle that goes along with it, living smack dab in the middle of nature can be somewhat of a culture shock.

As has previously been written about, we all know how I love me an idling truck or reefer. It is the perfect white noise to lull me to sleep. I remember back when we were hauling boats and I would hope that a reefer would park next to us in the evening. I can pretty much tell you, there is no such white noise anywhere near my resting head at night these days.

Instead, I try to fall asleep in total silence, which I am learning to do, but what I haven't quite gotten used to is the sounds of nature, more precisely, the sounds of the multiple birds that are quite happy to wake me from my sleep. Case in point, this morning at around 4:30am a group of birds carrying on a bit of a conversation, and just when they were done, the morning flock of geese made their presence known as they do every morning around 5am.

For now the sounds of the big trucks starting up, and the blast of air brakes waking me up, has been replaced by the sounds of nature. I can't say I prefer one over the other, as crazy as that might seem to some. Life on the road does get in your blood, and living with a view of the river, mountains, and pine trees from every window of your house is wonderful too.

But what is pure heaven is sharing them both with Craig. I've missed my guy the past couple of weeks, but by this time next week, we'll be together again for a few days. Let's hope Craig enjoys the early morning wake up calls as much as I do!