Letters to the Editor
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I've grown.....
to be begrudgingly tolerant of the constant bombardment & assault to my senses I get on a daily basis in many different types & forms of environments, whether it be in retail shopping situations or in restaurants. It's just an inescapable fact of life anymore, so I just roll with the flow, the punches, & do my best just to mentally tune out whatever obnoxious forms of music I find myself loathing & be content with it. I don't let it ruin my day. When in my home or car, I listen to my favorite, wonderful non-commercial publicly supported radio station which features new & old artists, many of whom I either bought their cd's recently or vinyl recordings 45 years ago. My taste, my home, my car. I do love my music, & my taste is my own.
However--for at least 1/3 out of the year--I shut it all off. TV, music, radio, cd's, all of it. There is nothing more beautiful, spiritual, or pleasing to my ear than listening to the cacaphony of birds doing their mating ritual calling in the earliest dawn of spring, some of it continuing in the summer; & the chirps & hoots crickets, migrating geese & ducks, owls & the mating calls of wild turkeys in the fall. To me it's heavenly & personal, along with the occasional silent hesitations that is a reasonable component of it all.
I sympathize with the urbanites who take all this nature stuff for granted, because they truly do not know what they are missing. Not only is silence golden, the noise of nature can be as well.