There’s no sound
Quite
Like the sound
Of a late afternoon breeze
In gold, autumnal trees,
As we walk
Through waves of leaves
By some quiet riverside;
Unless
It’s the sound
On a still day
Of the shoreline’s whispering reach
On a long, golden beach,
As the day leaves and waves
Whilst we walk
At some hushed eventide.
(C. IGR 2010)
This came to me the other day when I was wandering along beside the River Soar taking pictures of the autumn. If I had to come up with my favourite ambient sounds then it would be these.
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